Chapter 135

Ilene's body trembled in nervousness when Aizen entered the room, and hearing him close the door and lock it, she tensed up even more.

The maids had already helped her out of her gown and into a beautiful white nightie, and they had left her in her bed to wait for her husband.

Tonight, she would become his, in everything she had.

She counted to a hundred in her mind, but when he did not approach her, she curiously raised her head to check what he was doing.

Her husband was sitting on the bench, now without a coat and shirt, and he was busy taking off his boots at the moment.

Young as he was, only 16, he was tall, and despite his lithe physique, he was packed with muscles.

With his silver hair, which was slightly long, hanging down his face as he stood up, it created a visage that made her heart skip a beat.

Soon, his violet eyes met her gaze, and she blushed and lowered her head, now too timid and feeling a little insecure.

She was nearly 30 years old, almost 14 years his senior, and she believed that she was no longer as beautiful as she once used to be. As disturbing as it was for her to admit it, she had indeed gained a little weight, and despite all her efforts, she had failed to shed those extra two kilos.

Ilene did not raise her head, but she could tell that he was coming close, and when his figure loomed over her, she held her breath.

"Come," said Aizen as he offered her his hand.

Ilene subconsciously took it, and before she knew it, she was up on her feet, standing in front of the life-sized mirror.

She heard her heart pounding in her ears when she looked at their images and trembled when he planted a kiss on her bare shoulder after moving her nightie down.

He did the same with her other shoulder, and then slowly kept unraveling her as he pushed the loose dress down her body.

When he helped it below her waist, it simply dropped on the floor, around her bare feet, and she was naked now, except for her white panties, which prevented her from completely drowning in shame.

Her arms moved up to cover her breasts, and he did not stop her.

Watching his eyes linger on her body in silence, made her even more nervous.

She really wanted to know what his thoughts were, but her Psychic Powers were weak, very weak.

However, he seemed to have seen past all over insecurities as she suddenly found herself wrapped in his arms, her naked back pressed against his torso, skin to skin, and his cheek resting on her head with his mouth close to her right ear.

"You are beautiful, my dear Wife." He told her, and her face warmed up very quickly.

"I am fat..."

Aizen froze at her words, but then chuckled and soon laughed.

She thought he was making fun of her, felt sad, but then yelped in surprise when he squeezed her in his embrace and buried his face in her neck, planting a kiss there.

"You are beautiful," He told her again, and and this time, she believed him, because she could feel his hardness pressing into her back.

Only she knew how relieved she was in her heart to know that her husband desired her.

Ilene knew that if there was no desire from him, he would only treat the relationship as a duty, and their children would be born out of a cold union.

"Can you hold me like this? Just for a while..." She whispered and felt him buy his face in the crook of her neck to plant a kiss there, making her body tremble.

Aizen silently hugged her from behind but kept planting kisses on her skin, which made her bite her lip to hold back the urge to giggle and moan at the ticklish feeling.

She admitted to herself that it felt safe and nice in his warm embrace, and as her mind started entertaining some wild thoughts, her face warmed up in a furious blush.

To make matters worse for her, Aizen caught sight of her blushing in the mirror, and he laughed without any reservations.

"Time's up," He told her before he picked her up and walked to the bed.

Her heart slowed down when he dropped her on the softness and climbed over her, looking into her eyes as their noses nearly touched.

Ilene felt him place his hand on her left side and squeeze her waist, which tensed her up. Then, he slowly reached for the band of her panties and pulled them down her things, legs and off her feet, all the while looking into her eyes.

"Kiss me." He demanded, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down, capturing his lips.

"Ah.." She gasped in his mouth as he pressed his weight on her, covering her like a blanket, and after leaving her breathless, he started trailing kisses down her neck, onto her bosom.

The Queen blushed as her dearest husband started feasting on her breasts, and she could not help her laughter.

Before she knew it, a ticklish pleasure jolted through her body, and then it picked in intensity.

She rubbed her thighs together as the heat rose in her womb.

"Aizen..."

He smiled as she pleaded to him, and playfully nibbled on her nipple, earning a sharp yelp from her.

Ilene bit her lip again when she felt his hand reach between her thighs and then touch her folds, spreading them, tracing them, stroking them, and his ministration heightened the pleasure even more for her.

However, panic whispered in her heart when she felt him leave her breasts and reach down with his lips.

"You shouldn't..."

"Ssshhh..." he cut her off, and as soon as he kissed her on her lower lips, her eyes rolled back.

Her waist arched up as he made her experience a form of pleasure that made her shake her head left and right, and she moaned loudly, despite all her efforts to show some reservations.

Suddenly, her hips bucked up, and with it, the impending pleasure flooded through her.

Aizen watched as his wife looked at him with her misty eyes, panting heavily, her body still quivering, and he decided to let her catch her breath.

Getting up, he wiped his face with the wet tissues that were placed on the side table, and then he unbuttoned his pants and freed his hardness from its confines.

She was watching him, and he smiled when clarity flashed in her eyes along with hints of fear.

Aizen did not give any time to panic too much and immediately entered the bed again.

"Scared?" He playfully asked as he looked into her beautiful green eyes, and at the same time, opened her legs to get between them.

Her eyes drifted to his hardness that kissed her folds, and her heart started racing like crazy.

Ilene furrowed her brows when he kissed her, and tasting her own taste in his mouth was rather unpleasant. However, she did not refuse him, and seconds later, her heart calmed down.

She gripped the bed tightly when he entered her, painfully stretching her, and she held her breath when their lips separated and their eyes met.

Aizen gently cupped her cheek and tenderly stroked her cheekbone, and then he asked her to relax.

She regretted listening to him the very next second when he painfully tore past her innocence and proceeded to fill her to bring, and tears poured out of her eyes as her scream echoed in the room.

"It hurts!" She tried pushing him off, but he felt too heavy right now, and then he locked their hands together and pushed them over her head, completely pressing her under his weight.

"Relax..."

"You lied!" She shouted at him and cried some more.

"About what?" He amusedly asked.

"You told me to relax and then you hurt me!" She painfully said and started sobbing as the searing pain in her lower body got too much.

"I never said that it would not hurt, my dear Wife." He nudged his nose against hers and pulled back when she tried to bite him.

Aizen laughed at her behaviour, learned something new about her, and gently looked at her.

"I am sorry." He apologised, and though she glared at him for it, her eyes soon softened.

"It hurts Aizen..." She whispered, and he lowered her head to sip her lips.

When she responded to his kiss, he let go of her hands and stroked her side to relax her muscles, which were gripping him rather painfully.

Her hands too started clawing his back, as if to give him some pain in return, but she was not doing it consciously.

She was just trying to find a way to forget her pain.

Eventually, she did get on terms with it, and her body relaxed a little.

Aizen was relieved when he felt her growing wetter and planted a kiss on her forehead as he started moving.

Even though it hurt her more, she bore it, did not once ask him to stop, and was relieved by how gentle he was with her.

The only comfort she found in this ordeal was looking into his beautiful violet eyes, where her face was reflected. There was tenderness in them, gentleness, care, and for that, she was willing to bear this pain.

Her hand reached up, cupped his cheek, and then the other ran through his hair.

Ilene did not think the pain would go away. She wished he would stop soon, but he did not. Thankfully for her, the pain did numb down, and she started finding some pleasure in it.

She pulled him down to kiss him when a moan leaked from her mouth, and her hips started replying to his thrusts, seeking more of this unfamiliar and yet so familiar pleasure.

Soon, her moans were resounding in the room, layered with his grunts as he picked up the pace, and there was this primal urgency in their union now that made them both lose their control.

Aizen fought back the urge to burst inside of her and managed to hold on long enough for her to reach her orgasm as well.

Her loud moan, which was almost a scream, echoed in his mind before it blanked out for a moment.

Ilene felt the warmth spread in her womb, something that irritated her and made her feel relieved at the same time.

Overwhelmed with her emotions, she hugged her husband tightly on top of her.

Finally, it was over, but she was not scared of it anymore. Or so she thought until she felt him harden again, and her cruel husband did not allow her any rest for a good couple of hours.