Warning, mature content.

Part 28

"Alright," Rebekah said thoughtfully. "Let's see…"

She took a step back and observed Nadine.

"Perfect."

"Thank you," Nadine murmured, she was blushing.

She was wearing a white nightgown, her hair was down and she had bathed in rosewater. She was as ready as she was ever going to be. Except…

"Rebekah? Can I ask… I mean… Have you…"

"Have I ever been with a man?" she guessed. "Yes, I have."

"Oh… Do you think… Could you maybe give me some…tips?"

"I can," a male voice announced from the door before Rebekah managed to reply.

"Get out, Nik," Rebekah snorted.

"Now, now, sister," Niklaus replied grinning. "Surely I want to congratulate our sweet Nadine."

His dark hair was messy and he had blood on his face, clearly he had continued to celebrate the wedding in the tavern after Nadine had left. He marched over to Nadine and wrapped his arms around her; she could immediately smell the alcohol.

"Welcome to the family, sweetheart," he hummed.

"Thank you…hey!" she snapped when she felt his hand squishing her bottom.

He chuckled and pulled away.

"Relax, love, it was just a friendly gesture. I am sure my brother doesn't mind."

"You want to bet?" Rebekah snorted. "He will most definitely give you a proper beating if you touch his wife like that."

Niklaus rolled his eyes.

"Oh, come on! Doesn't anyone have sense of humor around here?"

Nadine huffed and crossed her arms. Niklaus was obnoxious sometimes, but she liked him, he could be very sweet when he wanted to be. Most women were crazy about him and she could understand why, he was a very handsome man with his dark brown hair, dark eyes and muscular body. Nadine however has never had any romantic feelings for him. He had tried to kiss her once when he had been very drunk and angry at his brother, but Nadine had firmly turned him down. To her Niklaus was more like a brother; she couldn't imagine ever kissing him.

"Alright," he sighed. "Seriously speaking, congratulations, sweetheart." He paused and kissed her cheek. "My brother is a very lucky man."

"Thank you, Niklaus," Nadine replied smiling.

He smirked.

"Now, about those tips…"

"Get out," Rebekah and Nadine snorted simultaneously.

"Fine," he chuckled. "Your loss, I could have given you a lot of useful tips."

Nadine sighed after Niklaus had left the room.

"It's alright," Rebekah said calmingly and touched her shoulder. "I am sure everything will go well. Elijah would never hurt you."

"I know," Nadine murmured. "Thank you, Rebekah. For everything."

The redhead smiled and hugged Nadine.

"You are welcome. I am happy to finally have a sister."

Nadine was happy about that too, she was very fond of Rebekah. They had become good friends during the year they had traveled together. Nadine knew that they would have to leave again soon; they couldn't stay in one place for too long. Mikael could find them. Hopefully not tonight though. Rebekah touched Nadine's shoulder and smiled before walking out.

Nadine looked around in the bedchamber, everything was ready. There was nice cozy fire in the fireplace, candles burning around the room and small flowers had been sprinkled over the floor. Now the only thing missing was her husband. The wedding had been quite modest, but she didn't care about that. They were together, that was all that mattered. She turned around when she heard the door opening. Elijah was standing in the doorway; his pale blue eyes were looking at her adoringly.

"Nadine… You look so beautiful."

"Thank you," she replied, trying to hide her nervousness.

Elijah entered the room and closed the door. They were both quiet for a moment.

"So…" Elijah finally said. "Here we are."

"Yes," she murmured. "I…"

He walked over to her and touched her cheek.

"It's alright, my sweet. I understand you are nervous, but I can assure you that you have no reason to be. I will be very gentle with you, I promise. You can trust me."

She looked up and smiled shyly.

"I do trust you, Elijah. I just… You have been very patient and I don't want to disappoint you…"

"You could never disappoint me," he cut in firmly and took both of her hands. "Nadine… I have loved you since the moment we met. You are the only woman for me and I can't tell how happy I am to have you as my wife."

She looked into his eyes and saw without a doubt that he meant every word. She couldn't believe how lucky she was to have a husband like him. He was a kind and noble man.

"Elijah… I am honored to be your wife. I love you and hopefully I can be worthy of you."

He smiled and gently touched her neck with his thumb. Her heart was pounding faster when he pulled her into his arms and took her mouth with his own. They had kissed before, few times very passionately, but this was different. Tonight they would be together in the most intimate way. As much as she enjoyed the taste of his lips, she couldn't help but wonder if this would be her first time. Elijah had assured her that it made no difference to him if she was a virgin or not, but she wasn't completely sure about that. She knew how territorial men could be. But could he hold her responsible for her past when she didn't remember anything about it and…

"Nadine," he murmured, his mouth was tenderly sucking her neck. "Stop thinking and relax, sweetheart."

She blushed, how had he known? He raised his head and smiled at her.

"I can tell when your mind is somewhere else," he said. "Is there something you want to talk about? Or do you have some questions for me?"

She shook her head.

"No, I… I would like to continue. If you do," she added quickly.

He looked more than amused.

"Yes, I believe I do. But I want you to tell me immediately if anything that I do feels unpleasant to you. Alright?"

She nodded.

"Alright."

He drew her into his embrace again and kissed her more hungrily than before. This time she didn't let her thoughts to distract her; she concentrated only to his lips. And tongue. He just loved to tease her with it. She gave his tongue an entrance into her mouth and shivered a little when he explored and tasted every part of her mouth. Her tongue responded eagerly, she loved the feeling of intimacy and connection she had found with him. Even the fact that she had to stand on her toes because he was much taller than her didn't stop her from enjoying herself. The kiss lasted for a long time before he finally pulled away. Neither of them spoke when she took a step back and shyly removed her nightgown. She was naked under it, a flush was rising in her cheeks when he stared at her, eyes dark with desire.

"You are so beautiful," he murmured. "So very beautiful…"

He kept his eyes on her when his hands quickly removed his belt and tunic.

"Do you wish me to lie down or do you prefer…" she started, but he was in front of her before she managed to finish her sentence.

"Allow me," he said and lifted her up.

She was nervous, but at the same time excited when he carried her to the bed. Very gently he laid her down on the center of the bed and stood next to it looking at her. She felt very vulnerable and exposed, but she trusted him. He wouldn't hurt her. Slowly he lied down beside her, his hand cupped her breast and started to massage it.

"I have never felt anything so soft," he murmured.

She bit her bottom lip when her nipple hardened under his touch. He had sometimes caressed her breasts through her clothes, but this wasn't anything like that. Carefully his fingers pinched the sensitive tip of her nipple, she closed her eyes and gasped when she suddenly felt his mouth sucking her other breast. The new sensation made her moan; she had never felt anything like it.

He took his time, switching from one breast to the other and back. Her heart was pounding and she was breathing rapidly until she suddenly cried out. She had been too occupied to notice his hand sliding down her side towards her hip. His fingers had pushed her legs apart and he was touching her most private part. It felt very strange, but not unpleasant. Definitely not. He paused for a brief moment, observing her response to his touch. Her soft moan of approval encouraged him to proceed.

"Elijah," she moaned when his mouth continued sucking and nipping her breasts and his fingers rubbed the special spot between her legs, sending shudders of pleasure through her body. Her heart was pounding so fast that she felt it could have broken her chest; the feeling was unlike anything she had experienced before. Loud moans were leaving her throat; her husband raised his head when her whole body started to tremble.

"Look at me, my sweet," he ordered softly; his fingers were still moving between her legs.

She couldn't control her body anymore and she felt the need to close her eyes, but she obeyed him.

"Elijah…"

"It's alright, just let go. I got you."

She cried out when something happened, some kind of huge wave of pleasure flushed over her body. She was shaking; his fingers were moving more slowly and gently. The feelings was… She didn't know how to describe it. He looked shocked when she let out an involuntary sob.

"Did I hurt you, Nadine?" he asked quickly.

She shook her head, ashamed by her ridiculous reaction.

"I'm sorry," she murmured. "I don't know why…"

He smiled gave her a gentle kiss.

"It's alright. Do you need a moment?"

She shook her head.

"I would like to continue."

"If you are sure…"

"I am."

He leaned down to kiss her forehead before standing up. She looked at him curiously when he started to remove his pants. The familiar flush was once again rising in her cheeks. She had never seen a naked man before.

"May I touch you?" she asked without thinking.

He seemed surprised, but definitely not unpleasantly.

"Of course, my sweet."

He returned to the bed and settled onto his back. She really wasn't sure what she was doing, she could see how aroused he was. Insecurely she touched his manhood, hoping that she could make him feel good. Apparently she could, he groaned and almost pleaded her to continue. She did until he couldn't take it anymore. He rolled her onto her back and crawled on top of her.

"Are you ready?" he asked hoarsely.

She nodded.

"Yes, Elijah."

He looked into her eyes and kissed her calmingly when he entered her. The sudden pain made her gasp. Her maidenhead. There was definitely some kind of primal satisfaction in his eyes. He was glad to be her first and the look in his eyes told her that he was also planning to be her last.