chapter 39 r-18

[Warning: The following chapter contains mature content (R-18). If you are not comfortable with explicit material, please feel free to skip this chapter.]

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The echoes of the wedding ceremony still lingered in the air as Rhaenyra and William found themselves in the private sanctum of his room. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows on the walls.

With a sigh of contentment, Rhaenyra's fingers brushed against the intricate embroidery of her gown. She turned her gaze to William, who stood before her.

"You looked breathtaking today," William murmured, his voice a gentle caress that enveloped her.

A soft blush tinted Rhaenyra's cheek, and she offered him a shy smile. "And you, William were every bit the handsome groom."

He reached out, his fingers brushing a loose strand of hair from her face. "I am the luckiest man in the realm to have you as my wife."

As their eyes met. The room seemed to shrink, their surroundings fading into the background, leaving only the two of them standing there, on the precipice of a new chapter in their lives.

Rhaenyra took a step closer, her hand finding its place on his chest. "I can hardly believe that we're finally here," she admitted, her voice carrying a mixture of vulnerability and anticipation.

William's gaze never wavered from hers. "It's a journey we've both eagerly awaited," he replied, his fingers tracing a path along her arm, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake.

The atmosphere was charged with a palpable tension, a blend of desire and respect for the significance of the moment. Their hearts beat in unison, a rhythm that underscored the emotions that flowed between them.

A tingling warmth spread through her as their mouths opened and their tongues entwined. She reached up and caressed his chest, savoring the way the firmness of his muscles contrasted with the silkiness of his skin.

Her heart quickened as William ran his hands through her hair and cupped the back of her head, pulling her deeper into the kiss. Rhaenyra moaned in appreciation as William's lips left hers and moved across her cheek. He kissed her forehead, her closed eyes, her temples, before returning to claim her mouth once again.

In the midst of it all, of that she could hear him hissing her name. While she moaned in pleasure.

William then broke the kiss and wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. They kissed again, the heat between them building. His hands slid under her gown and caressed her back, and she shuddered at the touch of his hands against her skin.

They separated just long enough for William to lift her gown off and toss it away. Her small clothes followed. Then his clothing was removed.

She took a moment to look at William's naked body. His chest was well muscled, and his shoulders were broad. Rhaenyra could see the faint scars of several wounds he had received in the past, but none marred his handsome face. And his cock, gods his cock.

He knelt back down, and she could feel it pressing against her. It was so big, and hard, and warm. She wanted it inside her.

They never went all the way in. But now they can, without having to worry about anything.

Rhaenyra took his hand and placed it between her legs. William began rubbing her clit, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. His touch was light, teasing. She moaned and rolled her hips, trying to get more friction.

He took his hand away, making her whimper.

She wanted more.

"Patience, Rhaenyra," William murmured.

Rhaenyra was ready to beg, but then he put his mouth on her.

His tongue flicked over her most sensitive spot, sending jolts of electricity through her body. Her hips bucked, and she grabbed his head, pulling him closer.

William's hands caressed her thighs, her stomach, her breasts. Rhaenyra lost herself in the pleasure, surrendering to his skillful ministrations.

As William brought her to new heights of ecstasy, her orgasm washed over her. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed down upon her, drowning out the world around her.

After what felt like eternity.

Rhaenyra gasped. Her head was swimming, her entire body tingled. It was amazing.

She laid on the bed exhausted, her eyes closed. That's when she felt William move, and she smiled as she felt his weight shift onto the bed. He was lying beside her now.

Rhaenyra forced her eyes open and saw William smiling at her.

She gave him a questioning look, but he didn't answer.

He closed the distance between them, and flipped her so that her, but her ass was for display. Which caught her by surprise. Then he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it. Which caused her to groan in pain.

But nevertheless, she didn't say anything, she liked it when William gets aggressive with her.

William then positioned himself between her legs, his cock inches from her opening.

Rhaenyra swallowed forgetting the pain nervously.

This was really happening. That was what she was thinking at the moment.

William met her gaze and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"I'll be gentle."

With those words, William pushed his cock into her.