Chapter 54

EMILY did not know what had happened because all she could think of was her husband's wonderful lips. She was shocked that she couldn't think of anything else that was happening right then. All the things that she knew had gone out the window.
Ian was not helping either. He was groaning as he was bringing Emily's lithe body to him as he was molding his hardness to her. Emily moaned.
"You have no idea what you did to me, Emmy. From that first night, I laid my eyes on you at that reception, I know that you will be mine forever," Ian whispered to her left ear as he was kissing her earlobe before moving down to her jaws and neck. Emily moaned before she was gripping his hair.
It was silky and she loved every second of it.
Her skirts rustled as Ian was pulling them up to her waist. Her legs covered with stockings and garters were hit by the cold air of the night. The carriage was still moving as Ian was kissing her neck and went lower.
Lower and lower until he was between her legs. Emily was looking at him before his amber eyes were locking with hers. She breathed heavily before she was panting. Ian was smirking as he was pushing her legs even wider.
"Has anyone told you that you look beautiful when you blush, love?'' Ian said as Emily was shaking her head. Ian smirked.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Do I look like a woman that a lord would be chasing around?" She asked as Ian was coming up to her face again as he was kissing her lips.
"No, I don't think so and I am honored to be the only lord that will be chasing your skirts, love," Ian said as Emily was rolling her eyes at him.
"Yeah, you better be or else, there will be consequences," she said as Ian was smirking even more.
"I am looking forward to them then. But for now, your body is mine to behold," Ian said as he was between her legs again. He was looking at Emily's womanhood before he groaned.
"You are such a tease, love," he said as Emily was looking at him, sitting on her elbows.
"What are you even talking about—argh!" Emily jerked back as Ian was holding her thighs. She was looking at her husband before Ian was smirking.
"To know that you will be this sweet, it made me want to go mad, love," Ian said before he dived into his course.

IAN was looking at his wife's pink and wet cunt before he was caressing her inner thighs. Emily moaned as Ian was smirking before his hot breaths were hitting her core. She shivered as Ian was licking her again. She jerked back before Ian was putting his hand on her stomach to keep her in place.
"Don't think, just relax, love," he said as he was sucking and licking her clit now. It was pink and expanding as Emily was turned on by his demonstration right now. Ian smirked before he was lapping her clit.
"Argh! Ian, my love," Emily moaned as she was gripping his hair. Ian’s heart was aching inside his chest as Emily was calling him her love at this precious moment.
She was moving to the rhythm of his tongue before he was plunging it into her core. She moaned even more and Ian was rolling his eyes back.
It was divine. Emily tasted divine.
Ian proceeded to play with her clit with his fingers and his tongue was going in and out of her core. Emily's grips were tightened before she was moving her ass to match the rhythm even more. Then, Ian knew that she was close to the edge.
"Ian, argh!" She moaned before her walls were clenching around his tongue and her nectar was filling his mouth. Ian took it all as he was slurping on it like honey. It was delicious and he controlled his Demon, who had calmed down inside him.
At least that part was done.
Then, Ian was getting up from between her legs as Emily was still on high. Ian removed his shirt from his breeches as he was loosening his waistband and he was dropping his breeches.
Emily looked dazed at him before he was pulling her to the edge of the seat and she was looking at him. The carriage was dimly lit before Ian was leaning down on her. Emily breathed hard before Ian was sucking on her lower lips.
He plunged his tongue inside her mouth to make sure that she tasted herself on his tongue before he was teasing her core with the tip of his cock.
"You are the reason why my cock is erect, my love," Ian said as he was looking at Emily. Her eyes dilated before Ian was pulling her closer, inching his cock inside her core before he pulled it out and pushed it, pushing again than before.
Emily moaned at the contact. Ian was doing it until his tip was feeling the maidenhead of her core. Ian was looking into her eyes as Emily was biting her lower lips.
"Are you sure about this, my love?" He asked as Emily was looking at him. She was looking at him with all the love and admiration that she could master in her eyes. Ian smiled at that before he was leaning closer, at the same time he thrust into her. Emily gasped before Ian was still inside her.
"Relax, my love, for I know it hurts. But it will be better next time, I promise," Ian whispered to her as his wife was closing her eyes to feel the sensation of his cock inside her.

IT was not the most comfortable place to make love for the first time but Emily knew why Ian was doing it right, inside their carriage as they were en route to their house. Emily had run away from the ball as she saw that Ian was cheating on her with that wench. But Ian fixed it.
He called me his love. Emily smiled as she was looking at her husband's right. She was taking in everything that she could see in the limited lighting as she was caressing his cheeks. Ian leaned into her touch before the bumps on the road were moving them. Ian groaned.
"I swear the coachman knows what we're doing inside here and purposely walked on the gravel," Ian growled before Emily chuckled lowly. She moved her mouth to his left ear and whispered.
"Then, I suggest we make him jealous because you have me to comfort you at night, my love," Emily said quietly before Ian was looking at her. He blinked his eyes before he was moving out of her core as Emily was whimpering at the loss of his fullness inside her. Ian chuckled.
"Do not worry, it will be better," he said as he was nuzzling her neck again, "so much better," Ian said before thrusting inside her again. Emily was gripping his silky hair before she was raising her pelvis to match the rhythm of his thrust. With every thrust, the sensation that was coming from earlier when Ian was putting his mouth on her was building. She panted before Ian was kissing her mouth. Her husband seemed to know that she would come again as he did before.
Only this time, she wanted him to go over the edge with her.
"Come with me, my love," she whispered as she was panting and gasping with every thrust. Ian was gripping her hands as he put them on either side of her head before he was breathing hard. It was a sign. He was at his peak.
"I love you, Emily Hassildor," Ian said before he jerked on top of her as her walls were clenching around his cock. She was gasping before her eyes were rolling back behind her head.
That was much more intense than before as they were both breathing hard and Emily felt stickiness inside her. Ian was spewing his hot seed inside her womb, wishing for his heir to be there.
Emily was closing her eyes as she was thinking about the meaning of why Ian was marrying her. He only wanted an heir out of her and they did the begetting process. Emily felt the tears brimming her eyes before a single tear was streaming down her face again. And this time, Ian kissed them away.
"I don't want you to think that I was getting with you right now for my heir, to continue my lineage, Emily. I am here with you, together with you, because I have loved you since the first time we danced together at the masquerade ball. You are my other half, my better half, and I want you to know that I love you more than anything else in the world," Ian confessed before Emily was opening her eyes.
She was looking at the Marquis of Kain, who had just confessed his feelings to her. Emily smiled before Ian was leaning closer to kiss her again. It was tender and sweet and it made her heart skip a beat.
So this is what love feels like, she mused before she was snaking her hands around his neck as she was pulling him closer.
The carriage stopped before they landed on the floor. Emily fell on top of Ian and they both laughed. The coachman was getting off his seat as Ian was sliding out quickly of Emily's core before he put his breeches on and made sure that her skirts were covering her thighs.
Emily was looking at her husband before he smirked and then, he pulled her closer as he was kissing her neck. Then, Ian whispered to her.
"More to come when we're in the bedchamber, my love. But for now, let's cover you up. I don't want anyone else to see what was rightfully mine," he growled before the footman was opening the door and Ian stepped outside.
He did not bother to be presentable before he offered his hand to Emily. She took it before her skirts rustled as she was standing next to Ian. Her husband nodded to the coachman and his footman before they were making their way to the bedchamber.
"Now, the real fun begins," Ian whispered to her as Emily shivered with anticipation. And this time, she was stepping faster as she wanted Ian to know that she couldn't wait for his cock to be inside her core, again and again, all night long.
Emily could feel the sticky semen between her legs as they were making their way to the master bedchamber in the townhouse.
Ian dismissed his ladies’ maid before he turned his amber eyes on her. She was walking backward before her husband snatched her wrist and turned Emily around.
She giggled as Ian was unlacing her bodice as well as her corset. He loosened it before the clothes dropped on the floor. She was wearing her thin chemise before Emily turned around as Ian was removing his shirt over his head as well as undoing the drawstring that tied his breeches.
“Let me,” Emily said before she was pulling his breeches as she was sliding them down his well-muscular thighs before she was kneeling in front of him. They locked their eyes together before Ian chuckled as he pulled her up to stand in front of him.
“Not yet, my love. Maybe one day, but tonight, it’s all about you and your pleasure, my Emmy,” Ian said as he was pushing Emily toward the bed before they stumbled upon it, giggling with happiness, as a married couple could be.