The Flowers Bloomed** (Part Two)

Warning: This chapter contains strong language and mature content.

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The robe slid down her shoulders and landed on the floor at her feet, leaving Annalise only in the chemise that left her the most exposed in front of a man than she had ever been in her entire life.

The light breeze entering the room through the window grazed against her bare arms and feet, causing her to shiver as she pulled away from the kiss.

Her eyes scanned the face of her husband and she found his eyes filled with desire that made butterflies flutter in her stomach. She opened her mouth but words refused to come out.

Her slightly parted lips invited yet another kiss, much softer this time, coaxing, his tongue gently tracing hers.

Annalise found herself falling into the sensation, her body igniting from within and sending another wave of warmth through her belly.

The contrast between the fire building inside her body and the cool breeze hitting her from outside only added fuel to the passion and desire that had started to drive her crazy.

It was all so confusing, so consuming, so empowering. She shook beneath the onslaught of emotions, her grip on him tightening, her breathing quickening in her chest.

"Kenric..."

"I'm here, wife. Let me take care of you," he whispered, picking her up in his arms before heading towards the bed and laying her on the soft mattress before following himself. His body settled over hers but he made sure to not crush her with his weight.

Kenric placed a soft kiss on her forehead before trailing kisses all over her cheeks and jawline before returning his attention to her lips.

His tongue invaded her mouth and once again took Annalise's breath away. Embers of passion and desire started to dance over her skin as his hand trailed down her bare shoulder, and arm before he entangled their fingers together.

He pulled away from the kiss after a while only to focus his attention on her neck. "Fuck, Annalise." The words were a groan leaving his mouth as he nibbled her racing pulse before sliding down to her collarbone.

Annalise could hardly think straight beneath his onslaught, the sensations too great, the fire brewing inside her was ready to explode at any moment.

She whimpered and writhed beneath him as his lips trailed closer and closer to her cleavage. Her fingers tightened around his and the other hand went to rest against his nape.

Annalise felt his other hand against her waist before it started inching upwards. A gasp escaped her lips when he placed a soft kiss very close to her left breast and it distracted her attention from his hand. When she finally found her attention returning to his hand, it was already cupping her right breast.

She could no longer deny the need burning her from inside out. Her nipples were standing erect against the soft and flimsy fabric of her chemise. And the fingers that had started stroking her right breast in a slow and steady rhythm were not helping her calm down at all.

His hand left hers as he made her wrap one of her legs around his, their lower bodies coming in contact and causing another gasp to escape Annalise's mouth.

His lips returned to engulf her mouth in a scorching kiss, his fingers trailing into her hair as he angled her face the way he desired. The kiss was deep, passionate, and scorching, and it stole all the air from her lungs.

She wound her arms around his neck, her fingers threading through his dark strands and tugging on them slightly as she tried to return the kiss even when she was a newbie in that area.

Kenric ended the kiss and pulled away, this time settling into a sitting position as he looked down at her with heavy-lidded eyes. "Do you want me to stop, wifey?"

She didn't even waste a single second before shaking her head in denial. Though the realization of her response burned her cheeks in embarrassment, she didn't regret her choice. Stopping was the last thing she wanted at the moment.

A fire flickered through his eyes as he started taking off his clothes. On the other hand, Annalise shamelessly watched him taking off his tunic. Her cheeks burned as her eyes trailed over his well-built upper body.

But her attention was pulled away from his naked body when she felt his hands on the hem of her chemise that had ridden up a little bit above her thighs.

His palms were like a burning inferno against her thighs as he started trailing them upwards.

Annalise wasn't sure what to do. A voice inside her wanted to pull away because of embarrassment but her body and soul no longer cared about such things. They just wanted him.

So... she didn't stop him as he pulled her chemise over her head and left her completely naked to his eyes except for the undergarment that was hiding her lower lady part.

But his hands soon made their way to her undergarment as his eyes bored into hers. "Are you sure?"

Annalise was no longer listening to any sensible voice in her head if it could be called that in the first place. She just knew that she didn't want him to stop. "Yes."

Warmth caressed her legs as he tugged the fabric down, causing it to pool on the floor beside the bed and leaving her completely naked before him.

Her legs immediately tried to shut themselves to hide her modesty but it was impossible because Kenric was sitting between her thighs and he stopped her legs from hiding anything from his scorching gaze.

"So pretty," he whispered as he brushed his hands over her thighs with his eyes trailing all over her body, causing Annalise's entire body to burn in embarrassment. But it was too late to regret.

Her pulse thundered in her ears, her nipples tightening to painful points of anticipation. What was he going to do next? What did she want him to do?