Chapter 35

BECCA hit Niklaus on the door of the cottage as she was shedding his clothes. Niklaus was impatient as his wife when she tossed his waistcoat away and he pulled the shirt over his head.
His muscles were reflected by the candlelight that illuminated their cottage. Before Becca could do anything, Niklaus was ripping her fichu and kissing her collarbone as well as her neck.
"Dearest,"
"Yes, my love?" Niklaus said as he was removing the buttons of her gown before she stepped out of the bodice as well as the skirt, leaving her standing in her chemise as Niklaus was smiling at the half-nakedness that his wife was in.
"Now, remove it for me," he said before his hands moved toward his breeches, removing the buttons slowly as Becca was pulling the laces that were holding her chemise together.
She tugged at it and the cloth was giving away, showing her husband the top of her breasts before she shrugged the chemise from her shoulders. Niklaus was removing the breeches as he stood there with his erection in his hand.
"Come here," he said before Becca stepped away from her clothes. She was walking naked toward her husband as her pale skin was cascading in candlelight, making it harder for Niklaus to think about anything but have her skin against his while the dawn was hours away.
"You're beautiful, my love," Niklaus said as he was pulling her by the waist as Becca put her hands on his chest. His chest was hard against her soft fingertips as they were staring at each other, both eyes were pure obsidian with the indication that their demons were close tonight.
"I think I would never be like this but I cannot think anything but to have you claimed by me again, my love," Becca said before she pushed him against the door and kissed his chest.
Niklaus sighed before her soft mouth moved up to his neck as she suckled and licked over his pulse. Then, she was claiming his mouth before she was hooking her legs around his torso and Niklaus was pushing against her wet, inviting canal. They both moaned before she was moving with his rhythm, knowing that they could hardly wait for anything.
"Niklaus,"
"Becca,"
They were moaning as Niklaus’ back was hitting the door while Becca was gripping his hair. They were at it like animals in heat before she was biting on his lower lips.
Becca was panting and gasping against his mouth before her first climax hit her hard. She moaned as Niklaus was still pushing in and out of her core. She gasped before Niklaus bit her neck, not hard enough to draw any blood.
"I love you," Becca moaned before Niklaus turned his body and hit Becca against the door. Her back was grazing against the wood before she pulled him closer as her grip tightened. Niklaus was moving like a crazed man in heat before she felt the impending climax. She was moving with him as she wanted Niklaus to finish inside her.
"Come with me,"
"Yes!"
Niklaus groaned when he felt the walls of her core were gripping and clutching against his cock. He moaned before jets and jets of hot semen were hitting and painting Becca's core. He grunted before he bit on her neck as he drew blood against his tongue, triggering Becca's third orgasm as they were riding the high pleasure.
After a few moments, they were breathing hard as Niklaus was licking the wound that he inflicted before he nuzzled her neck. Becca was breathing hard before she smoothed her fingers against his back.
"Well, that was a start," Becca said before Niklaus leaned back and looked at his wicked wife before he moved toward the bed. His wife giggled before they landed as Niklaus kissed her face and claimed her mouth.
"I love you," he whispered before he showed her more ways to be wicked on their wedding trip.

THE DAY has come for their wedding trip to end. Becca knew that once they left Moorgis, she had to behave like the society lady that she was. She sighed as she put on her bonnet before she looked at the traveling gown that was prepared by her maid.
She was biting her lower lips before Niklaus was doing his cravat in the back. She turned to look at her husband who was adorning the fine clothes that fitted for the Duke of Belikov.
Except for his cravat in which he was still struggling to get it done.
"Here, let me," she said as Becca took the fine linen and moved to tie the cravat to his neck. Niklaus was looking at the lithe hands that had given him pleasure last night as Becca was tying the cravat neatly over his neck.
He cleared his throat to get his wild imagination away from his thoughts as he could not afford to undress his duchess when they were due to travel back to Royal Molftus this evening. The carriage was waiting for them in the courtyard.
"Well, it would seem that we will have to wait for some time before I can bring you out on another wedding trip, my love," Niklaus said before Becca turned to look into his brilliant blue eyes. She smiled before smoothing her hands against his chest.
"I will be waiting for that time to come but I have something to say before we're back to our estate, my love," she said as Niklaus was arching his eyebrow at her. Becca cleared her throat as she smoothed her hands over his chest for the calming effect of the thing that she was about to say to him.
"What if we make a detour somewhere? I'm sure the Higher Court would not be angry if we were to make a stop somewhere before returning to the capital," she said as Niklaus blinked his eyes at her.
"I'm sorry, I don't think I follow what you're saying," he said before Becca sighed. She knew that it was due time for her to visit anyway.
"Do you remember my sister, Rosetta? She lives in North Msallste with her husband, Russell Davenport and it would be rude to not visit her while we're here," Becca said as Niklaus was pondering over the question.