Reason For Marriage

IV: Making of a Heir

“You can do it… if you want…”

Ivecca stared up at him. Daniel blinked in confusion.

“What?”

“I said you can put it in… if you want.”

“Pardon?”

She was confused now. Did Daniel not know how this worked either? Surely, it was not the case that the King didn’t know how to have children, but his expression and general bewilderment at her actions was troubling her. She spoke almost verbatim from the book she remembered, explaining the actions and reactions in muted, scientific detail. It would have to do if they were both figuring out how this worked, she reasoned.

“You put your manhood into my vagina.”

Daniel blinked again, but no words left his mouth. She continued explaining with an unconfident voice.

“When the semen is released, the sperm and egg meet and the egg is fertilized. The fertilized egg implants safely in the womb…”

“Wait, wait, Iveca.”

Daniel continued to look down to her, still laying with her legs slightly apart. He was blushing, and Iveca realized that he was embarrassed. Suddenly, she didn’t feel quite so inexperienced.

“Did you say your last memory was when you were eighteen?”

Iveca nodded. Daniel swept his blond hair back from his face, which was contorted with the signs of thought and more awkward questions.

“So you never received a formal… education, on s****l matters? Or if you did, you don’t remember it.”

She thought for a moment, trying to recall something she knew would never return to her, and nodded again. At this, Daniel looked a little more relieved and managed a smile.

“That would explain a lot about how you’re reacting to this.”

Iveca frowned. She was more than clever enough to know what was happening right now, that was why she explained the exact procedure with the information written in the book from the Bureau library. It was Daniel who seemed to be sweating and struggling to understand what was happening.

“I read a book,” she said calmly, “so I have a good idea how this works.”

Daniel took his turn to frown slightly. “There are other factors….”

“I was told that the blood vessels of a man’s manhood swell up before s****l intercourse. Has that already happened?” she asked.

“Iveca…”

Without changing her expression, Iveca carried on.

“… I heard that it feels good.”

“Did you? From a book, or…”

She didn’t answer. Instead, the voices of the maids in the Esselburn estate came flooding back to her, salacious and snidey.

‘The Countess loves to play around with men, you know. The Count has been away for three months already, how can she stand it?’

‘That stable man is quite handsome, isn’t he? And that body… I might try it while my husband is away in the countryside. It must feel so good…’

Iveca tried to stop her thoughts, her trembling breath running wild from her mouth. For an ordinary marital obligation, this was all more complicated than she would have imagined when she read that book.

Daniel’s expression had changed. It was softer – the confusion had gone out of it, and been replaced by something Iveca didn’t quite recognize.

“Iveca.”

“Yes?”

He sat on the bed next to her, his hand reaching out. When it met her he moved it to the nape of her neck, caressing the skin softly. He used his other hand to move himself across the bed towards her.

“Don’t be nervous.”

He lay down beside her, his breath ragged as her own now. Turning to face her, he whispered affectionately, reassuring her with his blue eyes. Iveca began to feel very warm.

“If something happens that you don’t like, or it hurts, please tell me, okay?”

Iveca realized that now was the first time he had truly shown a side of himself that could be called vulnerable. Combined with him asking her preferences, telling her he would adjust if she needed it… her heart suddenly felt fuller than it had before. His lips approached hers and she made no attempt to avoid it. It was strange and soft and made her feel breathless, but all she knew was how right it felt. His hand moved from her neck to her waist, touching as much as it could on the way. As they kissed she could feel restraint behind his movements, as he was holding back the urgency.

Before she knew it, the dressing gown was being loosened under his fingers. For a moment she felt a pang of shame at her nakedness, feeling her position was far too awkward for the King to enjoy. But while she shuddered in shame, he slowly removed his own clothes, and the temperature between them rose even further. Two naked bodies overlapped without any barriers. As the movement of his tongue that filled her mouth gradually got rougher, she pulled away. He smiled at her.

“I think you were right. This will feel very good.”

It was a relaxed tone, but the smile on his face was already vanishing. One of his hands met hers, pressing it down into the bedsheets, and his other hand moved to her mounds. Taking a firmer grip on her, his mouth moved to her neck and the kissing continued there.

“Ah, wait…” she whispered in a low voice, while his fingers circled lightly near her hardened peaks.

“I’ll do it slower…”

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She groaned, not only out of lust but out of a slight embarrassment as his lips moved from her neck to her collarbone. Every bit of pressure was gentle, but just enough to be felt all the way through her. Eventually, his mouth made it to her mounds, his hot breath on her n*pple enough to make her tremble all the way down to her waist. His tongue, which slightly released and then sucked back the peaks, was soft and slow, tantalizing, her tightly entangled body could not retreat.

It was a distant feeling that was difficult to explain. Her whole mind was focusing on the tip of his tongue, which was licking her slowly and pressing hard on her n*pple again. As she gasped, she realized that no book could have taught her this pleasure. She couldn’t help but let the groan come out even after she tried to roll up the sheet tightly under her fingers.

“Ahh…”

Iveca put her hand into the small of Daniel’s back, feeling his tightly woven back muscles, which tensed with the exertion of his restraint. As she did, the hand that was playing with her mounds moved down to the heat that was radiating from her thighs. She noted that she had pressed her legs together at some point without even realizing.

“Open your legs for me, Iveca…” Daniel murmured, and she needed no more invitation. His tongue began to journey down her body, licking and kissing along her ribs. Buried in sheets, she had nowhere to escape. Her senses reacted to each of his slow movements in a way that made her dizzy, and the heat from between her legs seemed to be spreading throughout her whole body with every touch from him.

When his breath reached the sensitive area of her lower abdomen, just below her stomach, Iveca gasped and pushed him back slightly.

“This is… I feel so… Daniel…”

Daniel slowly raised his head. Blue eyes she barely knew met hers, glinting with determination. Her thighs were still pushed apart, his hands grasping the soft flesh on each side firmly. He put his lips on her belly and spoke, and she felt the vibrations of his voice reach her very centre.

“Is something wrong?” he whispered.

“Not wrong… it’s just…”

“Then I won’t stop,” came his reply.

She felt, but couldn’t see, his right hand leave her thigh and trace a line inward to her heat. She did not need to look to see that she was wet, revealing a desire that she couldn’t hide behind a fake smile anymore. One of his fingers gently swept across her c******s and made her jump, a mixture of shock and pleasure.

“Ah!”

Daniel pounced on the opportunity, her legs pushed as far apart as she thought she had ever had them, and his tongue, which was biting the tender flesh where her thigh met her sensitive inner walls, moved inward and parted her.

Iveca could barely see, barely think. The world was fog with one light, the light that illuminated the man who was bringing feelings to her with his tongue she had never thought she’d know. This was so much different to her own explorations, so much more intense and every hot breath he exhaled only made the sensation even more incredible. His soft tongue caressed the centre of her pleasure further and she moaned aloud, pushing herself back up the bed and away from his insistence.

“Daniel, stop… just for a moment, please.”

“Is it not good, Iveca?” he whispered to her. He had followed the small path she had taken away from him and began his assault on her with his tongue a second time, and she did not try to escape it again. Wave after wave of pressure and pleasure crashed into her and she shook her back and twisted her body desperately, hands digging into the soft bedclothes.

“Because it’s good…it feels so good, I can’t…”

Nothing Iveca had read, in any book, could have adequately described what she was experiencing under the mouth of the King. She gasped and muttered with an almost half-remaining consciousness.

“I never knew it would feel this good…” she said.

He gently kissed her mound, sending more shivers through her.

“It was always going to be this good, Iveca,” said Daniel, the confidence of the control he had over her making each word sound like a command. Without waiting for any further answer, he began to caress her again. His fingers pushed and probed at the deep wetness of her s*x, and the tip of his tongue lapped eagerly at her c******s.

Iveca gave herself freely to the sensations now, awash with a strong desire she had never felt for anyone else. His mouth continued to move explicitly between her legs until she gasped and twisted her waist around. When the climax hit her, her eyes rolled back to their whites as she clamped a hand over her mouth, to prevent a scream from waking the entire kingdom.

Daniel’s hands were still keeping her thighs wide open as she bucked and moaned through her fingers. He lowered his head again, and before Iveca even had a chance to stop her legs from shaking the calm queen’s bedroom was filled anew with her groans. Her entire body ached, both in a good and an exhausting way, and Daniel’s motions on her with his tongue were surely close to knocking her out completely. Daniel seemed to sense this, for the moment she thought she couldn’t take much more she felt his fingers enter her. The stimulus that she felt from within her grew even more intense and she, quite without thinking, grabbed his hair and pulled his eager mouth even closer in ecstasy. His shiny blonde hair was slick with sweat that she could feel between her fingers.

“I remember you promising,” he said, the vibrations of his low voice making her dance to their beat, “that if it was good, you’d tell me so…”

Iveca could only moan in reply.

“You like it?” he pressed further, his fingers swirling and playing inside her.

“Ple, please…”

As his fingers moved, her body began to shake harder than before. Iveca felt at odds with her movement. Everything seemed to be a pleasure she had never felt before, but the way the body responded was so natural as if it remembered all these things, as though what Daniel was doing to her was only the right thing.

“I like it so much, Iveca… Tell me you like it too.”

She could feel the sheet beneath her was soaked with fluids, her fluids. His fingers moved strongly inside her, beginning to push open the tight path inside her even further. The fingers gradually became three and she could feel her vision blur at the edges.

“Ah…!”

“Say it.” A command now, an order from the King.

“I…”

Iveca was shivering. Even when she opened her eyes, things didn’t appear anymore. When she didn’t answer beyond her stuttering, he bit the tender flesh on the inside part of her thigh gently, as if punishing her. Then in one swift motion, he was back on top of her again.

A low voice whispered into her ear.

“Iveca, tell me.”

It was an unimaginable voice from the King who was so neat and gentle. It broke down every remaining barrier to her senses and she knew that whatever he asked, she would do. Right now, she was his. She looked into his eyes, still shaking and panting. He wasn’t smiling, but she could tell he was enjoying her vulnerability immensely.

“I can’t wait any longer, Iveca…”

“I… l-li-li… like…”

Burying his head deep in her neck, he nuzzled and gnawed at her skin. Iveca felt his hardness pushing against her. She had no choice, no want or way to stop the huge tip, which felt like it couldn’t possibly be any bigger, from entering her. She turned her head away from him as it found her opening and entered, with it new waves of fiery pleasure and pain, though not one she pushed herself away from, rocked her from her middle outwards through her entire body.

“It, it hurts! Ah, ahh…”

“I’m sorry…” He slowed a little, still inside her. He kissed her collarbone and whispered, “Even if it hurts… I don’t think I can stop, Iveca.”

Iveca let out a moan that she didn’t know she was capable of making from deep in her throat. The pain was subsiding but still strong, and at his hesitance she put her hands on his back and pushed, bringing him even further inside her. He hadn’t shown her what he had between his legs at all, but she felt like it would better anything she could be shown judging by the way it filled her.

“It’s okay…” said Daniel, his voice softer now. He pushed himself to his limit inside of her now, all the way and he began to gasp. She groaned and followed his movement, raising her hips in time with his downward thrusts. Any thoughts of incompatibility, or strangeness, or strangers were gone from her mind, replaced by his size and power and the way he was making her feel. Their noises began to match each other in their intensity as he began to move his waist faster. His shaft was clenching and throbbing inside her, skin to skin with no boundaries. The liquids they were sharing swirled and mixed with the movements.

“Look, Iveca… look at me…” He moved his hips frantically, kissing her earlobe, her smooth white nape, and tender flesh inside her arms. Iveca looked into his eyes and saw his need for her. Iveca’s mouth gaped in a dizzying pleasure that flashed in fireworks in front of her eyes. She felt like she was going to lose her mind, falling to pleasure that wrapped around her body.

His whispers were mixed with the sound of their bodies reaching the natural, desperate conclusion of their lust for each other.

“You must not forget this…”

She reached her climax as his own flooded into her, hot and powerful. She grabbed his arm and screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt him throb and shoot more, so much, of the liquid inside her as she tensed and squeezed on him with her own orgasm. He fell into her, breathless and she pulled him into a kiss that seemed to wash all thought from her mind.

*

Iveca wouldn’t have lied down in bed so easily if she had known he planned to take her more than once in the manner he did. After they did it twice more in a row beyond their first encounter, she, who was still breathing heavily, was finally embraced by him. All the confidence she had in her physical strength had deserted her; she was exhausted to the point she didn’t know she would ever leave the bed.

Daniel stared at her with his kind eyes, which had lost the steely edge they displayed when he was making her writhe underneath him. He played with her hair. Iveca was amazed that this man, who she had thought was a stranger even after their marriage, now felt so close just because they had intertwined their bodies together. The questions of whether it was good which he had almost commanded her to answer, and his warm hands and visible need for her that lasted until the end of each encounter were inwardly pleasing. However, there was a feeling of unease she couldn’t quite shake off.

“Looks like it was good enough that you wanted to do it again,” said Daniel with a wry smile.

There was no hesitation to Iveca’s answer this time. “It was really good,” she replied. Her eyes betrayed her, however.

“What is it, Iveca?”

She didn’t answer. How could she tell him, after her reaction to his lust and his physical display, that her own mother was occupying her thoughts?

Daniel seemed to guess.

“It’s your family, isn’t it. You’re worried about what they’ll think of us starting a family so soon.” Daniel kissed her lightly on her mouth. “You have to put a different standard on your new family.”

Iveca leaned still against his chest and heard her own pounding heart. She didn’t intend to correct him, though it wasn’t like he was far off with his guess. It was her mother’s infidelity that played on her mind, and even she didn’t know why at a time like this. Instead, she let herself be strangely excited by the words ‘new family’. No matter how long she looked at her own family, no one ever told her that she was a part of that family. Even Anriq, who was the only one in the whole house who opened up to her, turned his back coldly when she asked him to be her family. But Daniel was offering her possibly the one thing she knew she always wanted.