The world around Mal was dark and empty. Cold and unforgiving. "Ben?" she called out she looked around for him but all she saw was black. "Mal?!" Benn called her name from somewhere in the distance. Mal ran towards the sound of his voice. "Ben? Ben where are you?!" Mal was panicking. She ran and ran until she slammed into someone. "I'm sorry," she said to the figure. "Have you seen the King anywhere?" she asked it. "Mal!" Ben's voice rang out clear from behind the figure. "Ben!" Mal cried as she tried to get past the figure but she couldn't.

The figure wrapped its large arms around Mal and picked her up and turned her to face Ben who was being held against his will. "Ben, Ben!" she shrieked trying to get away from the figure out her. She was fighting with all her might. She was kicking and biting and clawing, trying to do anything to break free. "This is where you say your last goodbyes, we're going to take the King away from you, find him someone better for him." The other figure told Mal. "No! No! No, you can't do that! I am the Queen! He is my husband you can't take him away from me! Ben! Ben! BEN!" Mal shrieked as he was being pulled into the darkness.

"Mal, Mal, Mal, Mal!" Mal shot straight up in their bed. She was covered in a cold sweat. Ben was shaking her and holding her wrists trying to wake her up. She had to look of a crazed animal in her eye. "Mal, are you alright? You were kicking and punching in you sleep and screaming out my name. What happened? Ben asked his wife. Mal couldn't form words. She collapsed against Ben's bare chest and began to sob. Ben wrapped his arms around her. "Shhh, It's okay Mal." He cooed to her. "They… tried to… take you… away… from me!" Mal choked out in between sobs. "Who?" Ben asked. "The… people… to find you… someone better… than…me." She sobbed again.

Ben pulled Mal away from his chest and looked her deep in the eyes. "Mal, no one is ever going to try and take me away from you. I will always be yours. You'll always be mine. Okay?" he reassured her. "Okay." Mal tried her tears and looked at Ben. "I'm sorry that I ruined our wedding night. And I didn't mean to hit you in my sleep.

"Mal, you didn't ruin our wedding night, and it's okay, I'm a tough guy." Ben snickered." "Plus it is almost morning anyway." He added. "What time is it?" she asked him. "About 7:45" he replied. "You know we don't have to leave for our honeymoon until ten…: Ben turned to her with a mischievous look in his eye. "And exactly what are you suggesting we do in order to maximize our time before then?" Mal asked sarcastically.

"I can think of a few things" Ben mumbled against her lips as he pulled her into a passionate kiss. "Ben, what if your parents hear us?" Mal asked as she pulled away from him. "They live on the other side of the castle, so I highly doubt that they will hear us." Ben retorted as he too one of Mal nipples into his mouth. "Oh God Ben!" Mal cried as he kissed every inch of her body. Ben pushed into Mal and began thrusting in and out of her with slow, deep, hard thrusts.

Ben wanted to prove to Mal that she would always be his. That she had claimed him. But he also had to convince himself that she would never leave him. It was a stupid fear that he always had. One day she would leave and find someone else. But he knew it wasn't true. It was Ben's last name she took on their wedding day. It was Ben that she was making love to. It was his name that left her lips when she moaned and cried out in pleasure. It was his back that she dragged her nails down when he twisted his hips to hit a sensitive spot inside her. It was his lips that she was kissing right now, and his tongue that she was battling with right now. It was his chest against hers. His body on top of hers. It would be him and only him that would bring her to the edge of pleasure and push her over, and one day it would be his seed that he would burry deep in her womb that would get her pregnant and she would bear his child. Ben wasn't normally wasn't the possessive type, but Mal was his and his alone.

Mal scratched at Ben's back. Moaning and begging him not to stop his ministrations on her body. They were both slick with sweat and too lost in each other to hear the knock that was at their bedroom door.

Belle knocked on the door of her son and new daughter-law's bedroom to wake them and invite them down for breakfast. No answer. Belle put her ear to the door to see if she could hear any sounds of movement. "Oh Ben, yes right there.. please don't stop." Mal cried. "Oh God Mal!" Ben cried.

Belle's eyes widened and she blushed as she back away from the door. "They were moving alright." She though as she made her way down the stairs to inform Adam that they would be having breakfast alone this morning.

Mal was trembling as Ben had brought her right the edge of her orgasm and she was just waiting for him to push her over. With one last thrust they both fell over the edge into a blissful euphoria.