Cora's body became tense when she drifted away from sleep, waking up from a heavy slumber she hadn't had in a long time. There was a heavy weight on her waist, pinning her down, and a hard body behind her and a big hand covering hers.
"It's okay," her husband held her tightly by the waist. "It's just me."
She relaxed unconsciously, feeling her face warm and probably pink. He was her husband now.
Going against any of her fears, Leo had been gentle and kind for the whole of their wedding night, almost loving, and it'd just made her crave for more, now she had had the littlest taste of what it felt to be wanted and maybe even loved, she would always want more.
Her Lady Grandmother had promised it would only get better, and if that was true, Cora would be the happiest woman alive.
"Good morning," she mumbled, afraid to even move.
His chest was so warm behind her. Cora feared she would go cold if he left her alone in bed now.
Leo's lips touched her temple before he started to kiss her cheeks and jaw, and her eyes drifted close in response.
"How do you feel, sweetheart?" he asked gently. "Are you any sore?"
Cora moved, and winced when she felt a little pinch between her legs.
"A little bit," she whispered.
Leo hummed positively, rubbing his nose on her cheek.
"Do you want me to kiss it better?" he asked, softly.
Cora shivered, and the hand he had over hers moved, caressing her breast gently.
"Yes, please," she spoke softly.
Leo hummed, moving, so she'd be facing him and licking and sucking in her neck as his fingers played with the sensitive tips of her breasts.
"Tell me if anything hurts," he requested, raising his eyes briefly to look at her face, and she answered with a nod. "Good girl."
She whimpered, the praising going straight to the place between her legs.
"Do you like it?" Leonard whispered, placing a soft kiss in the middle of the stomach. "When I tell you how good you are?"
Cora nodded, completely embarrassed. She wasn't told a lot that she'd done good things before this. Cora knew she was beautiful, it was something she had heard by people who worked around the castle, but that was it. But knowing it was coming from Leo and knowing he meant it... it just felt different.
His thumb and first finger pulled on her nipple, twisting and playing with it as he moved down, spreading her naked legs and positioning his broad shoulders between them.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, raising her left leg and kissing her thigh gently, from her knee and up and up, closer to your insides. "My beautiful wife."
She whimpered.
"Leo..." Cora squirmed.
He spread her folds, and placed a soft kiss on her sensitive but.
"But you are," he whispered, licking her. "You taste so good, Cora... felt so good around me."
She moaned, feeling her cheeks hot.
"My perfect wife, my perfect queen," he used a finger to penetrate her. "You know you are, Cora... so smart, you know so much, but you're still so innocent."
She raised her hips, trying to get more friction from him, and Leo pulled away for a moment before inserting a second finger, moving in and out of her.
His tongue licked her slowly, sucking on it while still looking at her from where he was.
Her husband's hair was brushing against her thighs, sending shivers over her thighs.
He hummed, and she moaned in response to the vibrations it sent over her sensitive place.
"Leo," she panted.
Leonard raised his head, staring at her face as his thumb came to play with her.
"I gotta be a good husband," he declared. "Need to make my wife happy, give her pleasure."
She whimpered, throwing her head back, trembling and shaking, overly sensitive and not knowing if it was from the night before or his words.
"You're good," Cora whined. "You're a good... You... Leo!"
His lips wrapped around her sensitive bud, sucking on it, full of intention.
Cora peaked with desperate and embarrassing sounds leaving her lips, mixtures of her husband's name and just exclamations, but any thought of her mind of anyone listening to them faded as pleasure replaced it.
She was still shaking from the aftershocks when he kissed her, lips salty and wet, and Cora couldn't help herself, reaching for his blonde hair and tangling her fingers in it, trying hard to keep him close to her.
"Leo," she pleaded, arching her back and raising her hips as he moved his hands between her legs, petting her once again. "It's too much."
He just deepened the kiss, and her hips moved, both searching for more from him and trying to pull away at the same time.
"I want to make you feel good, sweet wife," he whispered into her lips. "Don't you feel good? Don't you want it?"
Cora nodded, whimpering, trying to keep herself from being too loud.
"Leo," she sighed.
"Just one more, my dear," he kissed her jaw. "Please. I don't have to be inside you, I just need to know I made you feel good."
Cora squirmed, suddenly confused. Wasn't this supposed to be for him to be inside her, for her to give him a child?
"Need..." she whimpered, trying to think.
His finger moved in circles, making her moan and cry out.
"What do you need?" he whispered against her lips.
"Inside me," she whimpered. "Inside me, Leo, please."
Her husband didn't deny her, just raising her leg with his and sliding into her all at once, pushing his hips in slow and strong trusts that made her forget any remaining soreness.
His size still made her whimper and cry softly, but Cora didn't care. Her craves were bigger, something that scared her for a moment, but that was pushed aside anyway.
"Cora," he grumbled, biting her lower lips. "Fuck, so good."
She whimpered, searching for more of his lips and his kiss, feeling completely breathless.
"Leo," she panted, feeling the familiar knot in her body. "Leo… Gonna... Oh, gods."
"Cum for me," he hissed. "Fuck. Go on, sweetheart."
Cora trembled, moaning and tossing on her bed, blue eyes rolling back as she rode her pleasure while he continued to play with her.
She was barely down from it when she pushed his hand away, too overwhelmed.
"It's too much," she insisted. "Please, no more."
Leo's hand moved away, cradling her face, and his lips landed on hers in a bruising kiss just as he groaned, and his hips stopped moving, his member buried inside her walls.
Her husband was panting, and his forehead was resting against hers then as he held her body tightly, still kissing her lips, this time slower and calmer, more passionate than desperate.
He spread kisses over her cheeks, forehead and jaw, soft and gentle, and Cora took in a deep breath, inhaling his scent.
Leo was still inside her when they heard a knock coming from their door, and Leo's first instinct was to pull her closer and cover her body with his.
"Your majesties," a man called from the other side. "Your breakfast."
Leo took in a deep breath, clearly bothered, annoyed by the interruption.
He reached for their covers - which had been kicked away from their bodies in that mess - and Leo looked at her apologetically.
"I'll cover your head," he affirmed, not leaving space for questions. "And open the door."
Cora frowned, but didn't ask any questions - unsure if she even could.
Leo was delicate when he pulled her sheets over her body, and made sure that her light hair was all hidden before leaving her bed, and she heard as he opened the door, and someone walked into her room.
"Be quick," her husband declared, short and firm, in a tone that would scare her if it'd been with her.
"Yes, your majesty," he answered, and there was a moment of silence. "Can I..."
"Quick."
"Good morning, your majesty," he rose his voice and cleared his throat. "Ma'am."
Cora swallowed down, realising he was talking to her and suddenly completely embarrassed.
"Good morning, sir."
Leo made a dark sound from his place, and she heard the sounds of plates moving for a long time before it stop, and her husband made a discontent sounds.
"Starting from tomorrow, you'll serve breakfast in my room," he commanded him. "And when you're done, you'll knock on that door that connects these two rooms, and tell us it is done. You'll not come in, and you'll not bother my wife. Understood?"
"Yes, sir," the man said quickly.
"Good. Go."
Cora waited in silence until the door was closed, and when her sheet was pulled away, her eyes met Leo's, who was blushing.
"Done," he whispered.
She nodded and stood up from her bed, feeling something dripping onto her thighs as she did so.
When she looked down, her legs were coated in something white and clammy, and when her eyes moved to Leo, he was licking his lips.
"Is that normal?" she asked in a whisper.
Leo's Adam's apple bobbed up as he swallowed down.
"Yes," he blushed. "It's... hm... it's my seed."
Her face and neck became hot, and she looked away from him as a question showed up in her mind.
"Does that mean I'm pregnant?" she asked.
No one had explained things that deeply to her.
Leo's face was all red, and his eyes widened.
"I'm not sure," he blurted out. "It's uh... we'll know in a month, I think."
Cora nodded, swallowing down, a little embarrassed. Did that mean they would be doing it again?
"Does that mean we can keep trying?" she asked.
Leo chuckled, clearing his throat, looking as embarrassed as she was.
"Of course," he affirmed. "And even after that."
The question made her frown.
"After?" she asked.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" he questioned her. "To do it and... be together."
She nodded. It felt good, very good, to be with him.
"Yes."
"Then we don't have to stop," her husband said simply. "Sex isn't just to made children. Once we have a few we can even find a way so that you won't have to be pregnant for a while, so we can have time with them and with each other."
Cora was still confused, but nodded in confirmation.
"Okay," she whispered.
Leo smiled, reaching for her, and when Cora rested her hand on his, he kissed her knuckles.
"Come," he pulled her closer. "Let's have breakfast."