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Brinn's soft smile reassured her.
Alexia pressed closer to him as he spoke gently.

"Perhaps in gossipy country villages, what you say is true. However I am a simple man, Alexia, and it seems to me that man and wife were meant to desire each other. After all, if a man can love his wife as a helpmeet and desire her as his mistress, isn't that just the more efficient?"

More efficient?
Yes ... the idea of helpmeet appealed to her, but she knew that she desired him, even though it was morning and broad daylight!
As she crept closer to him, too shy even now to tell him how her body yearned for his touch, her knee felt the hard staff of his arousal growing in evidence between the covers.

"I'm a simple man, Alexia.
I want one woman, not a wife and a mistress. "


One woman ... and for now, was that woman her?

"Many men are like me - only the rich marry for duty, dally for love and whore for their carnal instincts"

Even though they were speaking openly, Alexia blushed at his words.

"The most skilled courtesan has nothing to offer me that I need now."

Her flush deepened.
A flush of pleasure.
Surely he meant that she was all he needed right now?

How a girl of her limited experience could possibly please such a man, she did not understand, but as she looked up at him, seeing his eyes smouldering, reflecting the lustful yearnings mirrored in her own eyes, Alexia knew that he wanted her.
She knew too that he was all she needed.

Unaware of the longing in her expression, Alexia instinctively tipped her head up to Brinn who rewarded her advance with a searing kiss that shook her to the core. She pressed ardently against him as his tongue found her mouth. His arms around her, he pulled her ontop of him, making her gasp at the sensation of his manly hard body beneath her soft pliant flesh.

"Ohhh... God.. Brinn!"

The husky exclamation was torn from her as he released her mouth. Every touch, every caress caused her body to tremor violently and all the time, his hotly throbbing shaft was nudging tantalisingly between her legs.

Alexia was not sure if she would combust or melt ...
 
He wasn't mistaken, her seemingly innocent questioning had a very definite point behind it. When she tilted her head up to his for a kiss, he already knew what sort of kiss she needed, and he was glad to provide it.

What he wasn't prepared for was the the ardent response his tongue found as it traced her lips, meeting an open mouth and a questing tongue in turn. He flicked his tongue across the tip of hers, and was rewarded by a tremor throughout her sweet body as it clung to his.

It was the work of seconds for Brinn to lock his arms around her hips and hoist her atop his body, feeling her breasts pressed down against his own chest and the soft heat (and was that wetness?) of her thighs as they settled either side of his hips. The delicious heat of her arousal was hot against him as she pressed her hips down, grinding her desire down on the bar of steel that lay pressed up against his belly, under her.

He slipped his hands down to her hips, gripping her, as she experimentally rubbed herself up and down the length of him, coating them both in the sweetness that dripped from her. He was transported by the sensation of her wet flesh, parting around his shaft, as her hips bumped her higher, towards the head that pulsed at the tip of his cock.
 
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Brinn was rock hard. His hot rod nudged still more intimately as she lay pressed on top of him. She knew she should not, yet she could not resist pressing against him and rocking up and down, feeling the hot stroke of his manhood against her.

The hoarse cry finally came when she felt his hands trail downwards and rest upon her hips. His hands traced over them, as if moulding her body into his own.
Unable to hold back, Alexia began to grind in earnest.
Her legs spread slightly to accomodate his pulsing rod.
She felt him move slightly and gasped as she felt herself being parted and that shaft nudging at her entrance...

"Oh.. please Brinn ... "

She whispered hoarsely.

"... I need to feel you inside me again ... "

Her voice was a soft plea.
It was as if someone had lit a touch paper.
She knew that she needed him, wanted him ...
... needed to feel filled and complete again.
 
"... I need to feel you inside me again ... "

Brinn groaned and lifted his hips slightly beneath her, feeling the thick head of his cock split her and press slowly inside. She was still very tight, very hot and he could feel her stretching to accomodate him. Pulling her down still further Brinn , Brinn felt the soft skin of her backside settling down to his thighs, feeling the pulsing tightness of her gripping him.

He slid his hands up her ribs, to her breasts, fingertips tracing the sides of them as they pressed down against his own chest. His breathing was coming in heaves, now, and the site of her biting her lower lip at the feeling of his intrusion inside her wasn't helping him hold back.

"Relax, Alexia... Oh God, you feel so good...."
 
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Brinn’s groan did nothing to douse Alexia’s heat.
Between her legs, she felt his hips lift and rock her into position.
His cock was wide and iron hard.
She felt it nudge at her entrance and slowly ease inside.
Alexia could not hold back a husky moan as she felt Brinn’s length ease so slowly and gently inside her.
Her hips rocked and aided by his guiding hands she managed to take his width, although as yet much of his length had yet to enter her.

Alexia’s eyes flew open in surprise.
After the previous night, she had assumed it would all be easy now.
That he would just fit, yet she was so tight, it took all Brinn’s control and gentleness to ease himself inside her moist channel, ensuring that his invasion was stretching, but not hurting her.

Deeper and deeper …
To Alexia it felt as if Brinn had pushed in as deep as he could go.
She wondered how she could ever take all of him inside her this morning!
Yet Brinn’s hands eased Alexia down upon his cock.
Gently, but firmly she felt his hands as he moulded her ass drawing her around him.
She moaned once more as his fingers left her ass, moved to dance on her thighs, trailed sensuously up to her ribs and her stroked the sides of her breasts.

Alexia’s moans combined with Brinn’s panting as she fought for control.
Slowly deeper he slid and yet, she still hadn’t been able to open up to take him all.

"Relax, Alexia... Oh God, you feel so good...."

Brinn’s words reassured her.
He liked the feel of her.
He didn’t mind having to ease inside so slowly before taking her!

Brinn began to rock inside her.
He did not push deeper, merely used his rampant member to move in a small circular motion to stroke her pussy walls.
Her hoarse cry showed him how successful this move was.

"Relax, Alexia... let go lass…”

He urged softly.

Imperceptibly, Alexia let herself sink against his chest and let the tension drain from her hips.
Instead of holding herself tensely, she eased downwards and nudged against Brinn’s cock.
Brinn needed no second bidding.
Tentatively he fed the remaining inches of his member into her.
Alexia’s channel was stretched as her internal muscles gave no resistence to being pushed wider.
Her walls closed around him like an envelope as Brinn finally buried himself deeply into her core.
 
Brinn's eyes flickered shut - it was so tight that it almost hurt as the last inch slipped inside her. He could tell she was riding a knife edge of pain/pleasure. As she rocked forward her look was almost one of relief at having managed to acocmodate him all.

Her cries and groans bespoke the intensity of the sensations, he himself could feel every ripple of her walls as she drew shuddering breaths in and out.

Now that she was laid flat against him, Brinn lifted his head and kissed her again. Feeling her lips against his, tightening into a passionate kiss that stole what little breath he could muster. Last night he'd been in control, but this morning his control was much weaker, and the taste of her lips caused him to flex within her, which made both of them gasp together. Brinn buried his face in her hair, turning his head to kiss her cheek as he slowly rocked his hips, feeling his cock ease in and out the last two or three inches as he moved. The sensation of his cock, moving inside her, seemed to make Alexia tense again, although she instinctively gorund her hips back down against him as he returned his full length to her.

"Lift your hips, lass... Move yourself up and down a little, see how it makes you feel...."
 
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Alexia smiled in relief and triumph as she felt Brinn sink fully into her.
The length of her body lay against him and as she lifted her head to look into his eyes, she gasped as he kissed her deeply.

The feeling of lips and tongue teasing and tasting made Brinn groan.
Alexia felt his cock pulsate in her depths and gave a soft cry.
Brinn pushed his face into Alexia’s long, dishevelled hair, she felt his soft kisses dropped tenderly on her cheeks.
His body rocked slightly making Alexia aware of his rock hard cock stroking backwards and forwards, but barely retreating.
The sensations sent shocks through Alexia’s body.
Unwittingly her muscles contracted grasping at his hardness, holding him inside her.
She moved her hips tentatively, as she felt the full breadth of Brinn inside her.

"Lift your hips, lass... Move yourself up and down a little, see how it makes you feel...."

The words coaxed and directed.
Alexia raised her hips and felt herself withdrawing from Brinn’s erect and rampantly hard cock. She let herself sink back down onto it, finding that she could melt around his hardness when she knew that she could control the speed of her impalement.
Again, Alexia lifted and allowed herself to drop down onto Brinn’s cock.
Again and again, so gently, she raised and dropped, pushing down with slightly more force each time.
Brinn’s moans as he lay beneath her, spurred her on.
Unaware that she was fucking him with delicious deliberation, Alexia moaned as she felt every inch that was stroking her walls and increasing the sensitivity throughout her entire channel.

Just when Brinn started pushing upwards in return, Alexia did not quite know.
His hands moved to her ass and with muttered endearments and directions, he let his hands play on her buttocks, allowing her to lift as she would, but helping pull her down firmly on his erect phallus.
Alexia threw back her head with a cry as he held her over his cock and moved his hips in small rotations.
Again, he allowed her to ease along his shaft and hold herself away from him, only to capture her ass in his hands and pull her forcefully down on him. The feeling of that hard thick rod being stuffed inside her made Alexia cry out, her moans becoming still louder as Brinn held her ass in place and screwed himself around inside her in a small circle.

”Ohh.. god.. yes… yes .. Brinn .. like that… “

Alexia begged beside herself with need.
Her legs were thrown wide, her channel hot and tight and wet.
She needed to feel his length moving firmly in and out of her body.
Her body rocked as with her actions now, rather than words, Alexai encouraged Brinn to fuck her hard.
 
”Ohh.. god.. yes… yes .. Brinn .. like that… “

Alexia was forcing herself down, spreading her thighs as widely apart as possible as she ground down onto Brinn. He, in return was thrusting upward with his hips and grinding himself in circles against her, feeling the head of his cock bottoming out inside her as he circled and circled his hips.

His breath coming in fast grunts, the muscles of his abdomen knotted with the effort of thrusting so hard and fast, Brinn ground, rocked and thrust his way to heaven inside her. He'd been concerned about her being so tight again, so soon after the loss of her virginity but, to his surprise she had needed little coaxing this time in order to take him as deep inside as possible.

Brinn was kneading the flesh of her buttocks between his hands as he lifted and slammed her down, he could feel his climax approaching - imposibly quickly - and so he sped his hips again, desperate to drive her ovoer the same precipice as he was madly approaching.

"Goddd Alexia... I'm almost there, girl... Soooo close...."
 
Alexia Kenton

"Goddd Alexia... I'm almost there, girl... Soooo close...."

Brinn's hoarse voice almost sent Alexia over the edge.

Mindlessly she felt him edge deeper and deeper into her.

"Ohh Brinn... that feels so good... love you inside me... "

She murmured brokenly as he thrust into her over and over.
She felt his shaft throb.
She felt the length of her walls stimulated by the forceful strokes as he took her again and again.
She was slamming down on him now.
His hands pulled her to him, held her in position as his cock ground and screwed and claimed every inch of her.

Alexia's body began to tremble.

Her shocked gasp burst forth as an uncontrollable heat suffused her body.
She was his, so completely his.
Brinn knew she too was on the edge, her body pliant and receptive.
All she needed to cumm was for him to claim her.
To bury himself deep inside her and shoot his hot seed into her depths.

And she so wanted and needed Brinn.
Almost dizzy with need, Alexia whispered hoarsely ...

"Yess... Brinn... please... "
 
"Yess... Brinn... please... "

Alexia's mewl of need spurred Brinn on, knowing how badly she wanted him just made him that much more eager to claim her, make her his.

Brinn felt his body begin to grow rigid, his thrusting stopping as he pushed himself up inside her and clung to her, every muscle in his body taut as a lute string.

Suddenly he shook beneath her as their lovemaking built to a shattering climax. Brinn felt himself swell within her, and then explode, coating the inside of her walls with his seed, pressing up into her as if trying to get as physically deep into her as he could.

Again and again the spasm clutched at his body, each time accompanied by a fresh explosion inside Alexia. Brinn could feel the euphoric buzz of his orgasm as his ears rang and his peripheral vision darkened momentarily...

"Oh GOD, Alexia... Oh yes... Oh yes!" Each exclamation was punctuated by a fresh shudder and fresh welling of heat inside her.
 
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Alexia Kenton

Brinn's body was iron hard beneath her as his whole being tensed as he held back, building and building, even as Alexia melted about him and opened herself up fully to his thrusts as he pushed upwards and upwards into her core.

His release when it came was so complete.
He poured himself into her so fully.

"Oh GOD, Alexia... Oh yes... Oh yes!"

The final pulsating of his cock as it throbbed before it exploded sent Alexia over the edge.
She screamed her orgasm, even as Brinn's moans filled her ears.
His cock throbbed and swelled over and over as he pumped his seed into her, thorougly coating her as he made her his.
Alexia threw her head back in abandonment as she gave herself up to the sensations; sensations which were so intense that her head spun.


Brinn's stream of scalding cumm seemed never ending.
Together they seemed to burn, a frenzied ignition of their desires, which went on and on; an unquenchable euphoric need.

Their coupling seemed eternal.
Sheer exhaustion finally led to Alexia's collapse.
Her still trembling body laid upon his as she took a deep shuddering breath, trying unsuccessfully to gather her dazed senses.

Beneath her Brinn's chest heaved.
She could feel his heart racing.
He was still inside her, even though he was spent, she could feel his manhood nestling, tucked deeply away within her now slick channel.

Totally unexpected tears pricked her eyes.
She brushed a hand across her face, hoping Brinn would not notice, embarrassed at being so moved by their love making.
She had been so overwhelmed by the responses and feelings he had aroused in her!
She had ached for him with such an intensity.
Alexia knew that she had opened up totally to Brinn.
She had wanted to be his in everyway and after such an intense experience, she knew deep down that she had given him much more than just her body.
 
Brinn lay beneath Alexia, pinned by more than her weight, tired by more than his exertion. Her head settled to his chest, he felt the smoothness of her cheek as she laid her ear over his heart - which he could still feel racing like a triphammer.

Brinn shook his head in wonder - after lovemaking he generally felt a sense of achievement, satisfaction - this morning it was plain awe. His hand stroked Alexia's back, his fingers tracing the smooth curve of her spine, it was as if he had a physical dependency for the feel of her skin...

He could feel his softening cock, still caught inside her, he could feel his cum seeping from her, mixed with her own outpourings, it coated the inside of her thighs and the outside of his where she had ground down on him.

Suddenly he felt a dampness on his chest and, looking down, he saw tears on her cheek. A wave of emotion burst over Brinn and he buried his face in her hair, kissing the top of her head.

"Oh God, did it hurt, lass? I'm sorry - I lost control there for awhile. I didn't mean..."
 
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"Oh God, did it hurt, lass? I'm sorry - I lost control there for awhile. I didn't mean..."

Brinn kissed her lightly, his voice full of remorse.
Alexia raised her head away from his chest and meeting his eyes shook her head.

"No... no Brinn... never that... it was ... so .. oh God ... so wonderful ... "

She flushed hotly.

"I'm sorry I ... I never expected ... I just feel...."

Alexia spoke haltingly, unable to explain.
How could she tell him just how overwhelmed she was without sounding immature... stupid...?
 
After the worry of hurting her was dispelled Brinn's heart swelled with euphoric joy - it was clear to him that it'd been a fulfilling experience for her. He wasn't sure quite why the tears, but then Brinn knew enough about women to know when to leave well enough alone. He contented himself with drawing his arms up around her body, the palms of his hands proprietarily smothing the skin of her back and holding her to his chest.

He just couldn't seem to get enough of her, he reflected, having her pressed close to him like this was like a drug, the touch of her satiny smooth skin under his rough fingers was the same.

He heard her make a small noise of contentment and snuggle her head into his chest. He pulled the blankets up around her shoulders, covering them both, and luxuriated at the feel of the soft bed beneath him and this amazing woman above.
 
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Alexia lay contented and sated.
Brinn's arms wrapped around her. She lay snuggly as his hands smoothed her back and held her against him.
She loved his touch, the way he explored her body.
She loved the feel of him inside her.
She loved everything about being with him.
She wondered how it could ever have been otherwise.
She murmured softly and dropped a light kiss on his chest, flicking her tongue over his rough skin.
Her mouth curled in a smile as she heard a small groan and felt him pulling the covers over them cocooning them together.

"I could stay like this forever ..."

She whispered, uncaring of what the time was or the fact that the cold tub of water was still in their room or of the fact that the sun was pouring in.
All she wanted was to lay like this, naked with Brinn still inside her.
 
Brinns head slipped back to the pillow and his hand on her back slipped down to the hollow where her buttocks and spine met. Soon, tired by the exercise of the walk and their lovemaking, Brinn was dozing, his face relaxing in sleep.

Part of him knew that the establishment would be knocking soon to find out whether they were staying another night, or moving on - and trying to get them out so they could prepare the room for another guest if they WERE moving on. Brinn knew he should be getting ready, or at least planning with his beautiful travelling companion - but he was lulled by the delicious release he'd felt. His body cared nothing for his plans or mental protestations, and slept on.
 
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The knocking continued... on and on it seemed... until Alexia gasped and sat upright in the bed.

Still the rapping continued.
A knocking on the door she realised.
Panicking, wondering if they were coming for her or what trouble the insistent knocking announced she reached out rouse the man who was now husband and lover to her.

"Brinn!"

Her call was unnecessary, for even as she had sat up, he two raised himself to sit beside her in the bed, blinking in the sunlight streaming through the windows.

At once his arm was wrapped about her body reassuring her.

"Be calm, lass. They want the tub and no doubt they wish further coinage or the room."

Again the knocks sounded.

"I will see to it."

Alexia nodded realising she was hungry once more and although much rested, her body ached to be submerged in hot water once more. She said nothing however, merely drew the covers about her and watched as Brinn slipped out of the bed, belatedly remembering to cover himself before moving to answer the door.

Alexia strained to hear the conversation.
She heard voices raised, and then quieten.
Brinn threw her a reassuring glance as he allowed the door to widen slightly, as he reached for a coin to press into their host's hand.

Alexia blushed hotly, sure they could see her still abed.
Good natured laughter was shared, confirming her suspicion, before the door closed securely once more.

She turned her eyes enquiringly to Brinn.
Her look a picture of anxiety, although that look contrasted greatly with the still pink cheeks.

"Well... is all still well ... or are we in danger..?"

She enquired softly, unaware of how the sight of her wildly tumbled hair and bare shoulders temporarily distracted Brinn.

"Brin... ?"

She prompted again, leaning forward in her earnestness unaware that she had let the covers fall and thus allowing her husband an unlimited view of the soft flesh of her breasts as they rested atop the covers.

She did not understand why he smiled before answering.
 
"Well... is all still well ... or are we in danger..?"

Brinn let his eyes roam over Alexia's body, unsure whether her exposed breasts, or the hidden promise of her body under the sheet was more arousing.

"You're in danger, lass... In danger of being ravished by an unscrupulous sellsword..."

He saw her initial start of fear give way to an even deeper flush - whether embarrasment, pleasure or something else, Brinn wasn't sure. He tried to remind himself that this woman had been a girl 12 hours previously, and that he was being far too demanding of her, expecting her to match his appetite like this.

"I'm sorry, Alexia, I shouldn't tease like that, and I expect you're in need of some hot water to cleanse you of your exertions after last night and this morning. I've spoken to the innkeeper - he can't get the bath filled until later today because there isn't enough firewood to heat all the water, but he'll have the wench bring up a copper kettle of hot water for you. There's another place within three hours walking - so we'll move on this afternoon. We should probably keep moving at least that much."

Seeing the slight start of fear in her eyes, Brinn moved closer and bent to kiss his "bride" reassuringly. "Don't fret - I'm probably just being paranoid."
 
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"You're in danger, lass...

Alexia almost held back the gasp. Her eyes flew to the door wondering who it was that threatened her. What had been said?

"...In danger of being ravished by an unscrupulous sellsword..."

Alexia looked over at Brinn as the words sank in.
Relief flooded through her, then she felt a sharp searing heat rushing down from her belly to between her legs.
She blushed deeply feeling her need for him again.
Was she a wanton? How could just those words make her feel ... ?

"I'm sorry, Alexia, I shouldn't tease like that, and I expect you're in need of some hot water to cleanse you of your exertions after last night and this morning. "

She smiled softly, her original fear already forgotten.
She sat in the bed and watched him as he walked back towards her.

"I've spoken to the innkeeper - he can't get the bath filled until later today because there isn't enough firewood to heat all the water, but he'll have the wench bring up a copper kettle of hot water for you."

She nodded grateful that she would be able to wash.

"There's another place within three hours walking - so we'll move on this afternoon.
We should probably keep moving at least that much."


Alexia's eyes flew to his.
He was in earnest. Was their danger then?
The kiss he dropped on her lips was reassuring rather than passionate.

"Don't fret - I'm probably just being paranoid."

She looked at him and at the door.

"Has anyone enquired after us ... me... what did they say ... ?"

She laid a hand on his arm.
She knew the conversation at the door had been more extensive that what he had reported to her.

"Do they suspect we are not wed?"

She asked and looked bewildered as he began to laugh.
 
"Nay... We managed to convince a whole innfull of people last night and this morning - apparently the walls in this establishment aren't as thick as they could be!"

Brinn smiled down at Alexia, and sat on the bed beside her, sweeping the hair back from her face as leaned down to claim a kiss from her.

"It wasn't you as was recognised, dear Alexia. T'was myself - it seems the innkeep thought I was familiar and assumed I was some local lord - this morning he recognised me and he was asking me how the war had been treating me."

Hopeful that he had set her mind at ease, Brinn kissed Alexia again - marvelling at the soft firmness of her full lips, and the sweetness of her taste.
 
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"Nay... We managed to convince a whole innfull of people last night and this morning - apparently the walls in this establishment aren't as thick as they could be!"

Alexia blushed deeply and exchanged a smile with him.
He chuckled amused at her reaction. She shivered realising how much she liked the dark rumble of his mirth.
His hand was gentle as he brushed the hair away from her face, his rough hands grazing her skin softly.
She tipped her head back as she looked up at him watching him as he sat beside her.
Again she tried to quell the heated reaction that rose in her body.
The kiss he pressed on her lips was more insistent this time and left her breathless.
It didn't help her control her emotions at all!

Both were reluctant as they drew away from each other.
His hand played absentmindedly along the now sensitive skin of her inner forearm.

"It wasn't you as was recognised, dear Alexia.
T'was myself - it seems the innkeep thought I was familiar and assumed I was some local lord - this morning he recognised me and he was asking me how the war had been treating me."


She nodded and wondered if that were a problem.
Now he had turned up with her posing as his wife ...

But Brinn's kiss cut her thoughts short.
His lips moved seductively over hers, her lips parting softly as a gasp escaped from her.
Brinn only allowed his tongue a brief forray into her mouth before withdrawing, but flicking her lips with his tongue as he put distance between them once more.

Alexia looked up dazed. Her hands had crept to his arms.
She steadied herself once more.

"I hope you claiming you're married does not cause you problems, Brinn."

She whispered wondering naively how he convinced the innkeep that a fighting man would marry a girl such as her.

"Perhaps ... we had better .. make a start... if we mean to move on today..."

Alexia spoke softy, forcing her mind to focus on sensible, constructive action, when in truth, all she wanted was to have Brinn make love to her once more.
Acting the part of wife was going to prove very ... distracting... if the previous 12 hour were any indication!
 
""Perhaps ... we had better .. make a start... if we mean to move on today..."

Brinn nodded, grateful that she seemed to have more control than him this morning - because right now it was all he could do to stop himself from ripping the blanket from her and throwing himself atop her.

He shook his head as if he'd just been struck smartly in the forehead and let his fingers slip reluctantly from her shoulders, dropping a final kiss on her mass of golden curls.

"Aye... You're right there. Best get organised!" He pulled his shirt on and was just picking his leather trews from the floor when a knock sounded at the door.

Thinking it was the innkeeper back, Brinn opened the door, still clad only in his shirt, to find the wench there with a large copper kettle of water in her hands. She refused his offer of help and moved into the room to dump the kettle by the fireplace to stay hot.

Her mind wasn't really focussed on her work, as she kept sneaking glances at Brinn out of the corner of her eyes, and she slopped water a couple of times on the floor - taking the opportunity to get down on hands and knees to mop it with a bar rag - coincidentally allowing her to sneak a further peek under the hem of the shirt, which came only to mid-thigh.

As he was trying to display a lack of interest in the woman, Brinn wasn't keeping his eye on her, and managed to miss all this - seemingly engrossed in packing some things for the journey. But whilst the maid seemed to think she was sharp-eyed, she'd entirely missed that Alexia was still sat in the bed, watching her with a growing annoyance.
 
Alexia Kenton

Alexia regretted her pratical comments as soon as Brinn drew away from her.
She felt him draw his fingers away from her shoulders and press a hasty final kiss on her lips before turning to begin to don on his clothes.
Alexia bit back a sigh.
She sat in the bed and watched him draw the light material of his shirt over his muscular torso.
She tried to focus on the day they had before then and not on how warm and sensuous his body had felt beneath her when…

The knock at the door interrupted their thoughts.

Without comment, Brinn crossed the room and pulled open the door.
She heard exchanged words then saw the bar wench enter the room, struggling with a large copper kettle. Her eyes narrowed pointedly at the girl’s straying gaze.
Still as brazen as the day before, she had apparently not noticed Brinn’s WIFE in their bed and had set about eyeing up her husband in the most obvious way possible.

Alexia bristled, then remembering Brinn’s words from the evening before, she watched as he studiously avoided the wench's gaze and gave her no encouragement.
Alexia watched as the young woman knelt once more. Her “reason” was to mop up the discarded water, but in truth, Alexia knew all to well what her intention was.

Alexia finally had enough.
Sitting up in the bed she spoke clearly.

”If you persist in being so clumsy girl, there will be precious little enough water left with which to wash.”

Her voice was calm and authoritative, causing the servant to gasp and spring to her feet.
Alexia let her take in the disarray of the marriage bed.
A smug smile lit Alexia’s face, then pulling the sheet around her she slipped from the bed and approached the young woman.

Positioning herself in front of Brinn and thus preventing the brazen hussy from eyeing him up further, Alexia stared coldly down at her as the servant gaped.

”If you are quite finished with your … observations … you will realise that neither myself, nor my husband have further need of your … services…”

Alexia let the iced barb drop and further drove her point home.

”Now tell me, do you adjust that kettle, take your eyes off my HUSBAND and take your leave, or do we summon the innkeep?“

Alexia turned a sugar sweet smile in Brinn’s direction addressing him now;

”…who is a particular acquaintance of yours, is he not my love?”

Alexia could not hold Brinn’s gaze long.
She turned away quickly seeing the mischievous sparkle in his eye as he observed her unfamiliar cattiness.

She watched with a satisfied smile as the wench beat a hasty retreat, bobbing her a hasty courtesy before making her way rapidly downstairs.
Alexia stood by the bed, still wrapped in her sheet as Brinn moved to secure the door.

She watched him turn and look at her.
Blushing hotly, she looked down at the floor, not sure how Brinn would act to her possessive behaviour.

”Well…”

Were the only words he spoke.
The short exclamation enough to cause her to raise her head and risk a sheepish look in his direction.
 
Although Alexia had firmly seen the wench off, Brinn knew he'd better answer any unspoken questions as to his preferences in the only way a sensible man should.

Catching Alexia up in his arms he kissed her soundly, ignoring her outraged struggling until she went pliant in his arms - although her mouth remained anything but - as she kissed him back as fiercely as he kissed her.

Eventually he let her drop to the floor - a little more aroused by their mutual display than he'd planned for.
 
Alexia Kenton

Alexia watched as Brinn neared her then puller her off her feet and closed his mouth tightly upon hers. She tried to push him off as he held her off the ground. How dare he just ... !
She struggled as he continued to master her mouth.
His own mouth moving expertly over hers, his kiss as possessive as her words had been.

Alexia could not ignore the heat suffusing her body once more. She ceased her protests and kissed him back, matching her passion with his.
She could not tell him in words, but in her heart, he was hers. They had shared a passion a depth of feeling.
She would not easily let anyone come between them, much less that slutty little upstart downstairs!

Her body moulded against his and as he eased her slowly, sensuously down her body, Alexia felt the evidence of his arousal. His manhood that had been easily hidden by his shirt now stood rock hard and to attention. Alexia moved a hand to stroke him teasingly, her fingers toying and circling his hardness shyly as she murmured her admiration.

Mmmmmm...

She heard Brinn's gasp and felt his hot breath on her ear.

"Alexia, your water grows cool, my love ... shall you wash or... shall I send for more...?"

Alexia drew back and looked into his teasing eyes.
Send for more! Send for that girl!
She watched as he laughed loudly seeing her face.
She drew her hand back and hit him playfully, mock anger on her face.

"Must I show my husband where his duty lies!"

She countered in mock indignation!

"Ohh... I know where it lies, lass..."

Brinn murmured bringing a suffusion of heat to Alexia's cheeks just by the suggestive tone of his voice.
It was with regret they drew away.

"But wash, we must be on our way.
My main duty is to keep you safe."


Alexia nodded solemnly and turned to her ablutions.
 
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