The Reason for Marriage - Chapter 6.2 (18+)

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 hesitation 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.

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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.

“Now we are a family, Iveca. And with a little luck, soon an even larger family than before.”

For a moment, she stared blankly at his graceful face. The strange atmosphere that she ran into while underneath him, unable to stand how her lust was puppeteering her limbs, had already disappeared. His blonde shone like the sun. She felt fascinated by the splendour of it now, not only because it was completely different from her own dark hair, a curse on her very appearance from those she had called family before.

She became a family with him. One day, out of the blue, she was married and had a new family. Circumstances be damned; she was happy with that outcome. She realized that her heart was fluttering. The last fragments of guilt she had felt, about their validity as a couple and as parents, owing to the fact they were still almost strangers, was slowly fading away.  

It would be nice to be in a family with such a wonderful man, who glittered even when he was still.

Iveca’s mind drifted to the promise he had made her utter, about her work and being involved with political affairs. He seemed to guess this too, as his next words answered the question that had suddenly bounced into her head.

“Don’t worry. This is your honeymoon, remember. Work can wait.”

Iveca forced a smile.

“What will I do?”

“You’ll have to learn about the comings and goings of the palace during the day. There are things you have to do here, duties to keep. But by evening, we’ll both be free.” Daniel fondly spoke of the daily routine of marriage life and it soothed the worry on Iveca’s mind.

“I’ll come to see you,” he said. Her heart squeezed strangely at the words of a gentle promise she had heard for the first time, and she knew it was because the sweet words that fulfilled that long-held deficiency had poured out from such a wonderful man.  It was the first time in her memory that the night was not so lonely. Instead of being fed up and getting sick, this was a very magical first night.