Seduction for Love (closed for silvertongue217)

[silvertongue217]

Lance caught her shooting him a apologetic look and he shook his head subtly letting her know it was okay. Being around the king when he was like this was nothing new to him in truth. Back in the old days when he first connected the king and Margaret together he was a lot worse. Lance even knew of a few times when she had her couple with him during council meetings. He shuddered at the thought and slid over to her taking her hand and shooting her a handsome warm smile. He heard them discussing the upcoming hunt and his eyebrows slightly rose taking in the news Isabella would be joining them. He shouldn’t have been so surprised but it was pleasant to know he wouldn’t have to deal with the king on his own.

“Are you sure you can take a horse beneath you my love?” He teased smiling softly and placing a kiss on her cheek “I know we were busy all night enjoying each other and you expressed some soreness when we went again in the morning are you sure you are okay with it?” He asked shooting her a sly wink. If her parents wanted to make them feel gross then he would try his hardest to make them feel the way. He knew it was probably impossible but he still would have fun playing THAT game. He sent her a subtle look informing her of his plans and turned hearing the king and his favorite girl laugh.

“Ah you are a devil Lord Preston!” The king laughed clapping his back before sending his wife a wink “It would seem our new son in law takes after me” He laughed before turning ot his daughter.

“Well how about it daughter?” He asked raising an eyebrow “did my new son in law manage to bed you as well as I did your mother or is it slight discomfort” he said stressing the word slight “and you can join us on the hunt?”

 

[Mignonette]

Isabella hated the game, but her expression never betrayed that thought. Instead she played along like an expert, her fingers intertwining with Lance's as he reached for her hand and returning his smile.
"While i do admit that I am tired and sore, I do not wish to miss out on the opportunity to go hunting with his majesty and my husband.", she replied most sweetly. And she really just didnt want to leave Lance alone with the burden of having to keep her father entertained.

When the king asked his most impertinent question, Isabella stepped closer to Lance, leaning her head against his shoulder in a most loving gesture.
"While I do not understand your majesty's curiosity in that matter I can assure you that my husband is more than capable of pleasing me in the marriage bed. I would not feel sore otherwise and I certainly would not be craving to have him under the sheets again as soon as possible if matters were different. So I do hope that you will find your stag swiftly."

Her mother looked every bit as delighted as her lover at those words.
"Ah, young love. Its when you do not wish to leave the bed at all. When the king and I met each other, I wouldnt allow his cock to slip out of me for hours.", she said fondly and almost loving. "There is no doubt, dear Isa, that you were conceived during those first three days when we really did not leave his chamber."
Although uncomfortable with all this, Isabella smiled at her mother and answered: "While we would love nothing more than to just spend time in each other's arms, Lord Preston is well aware of his duties to this castle and the people. And while it tears him away from me, it makes me most proud of him as well."
At the last part of the sentence she had looked at him and he could see that the words had actually not been an act and that she did indeed admire him for his sense of duty.

Meanwhile the king had risen, announcing that it was time to leave.
The horses had already been prepared and Isabella allowed Lance to help her into the saddle. She purposely whinced when she first made herself comfortable, adding to the act of soreness.
The morning air was still chilly, but Isabella, who turned out to be quite an excellent rider indeed, enjoyed their journey through the woods that were part of Lance's lands. They rode slowly, with the King and Lance conversing about politics, while she was just riding quietly next to her husband.
The calm morning turned more active, when the scouts announced that they had picked up a stag's trail. Excited, the King followed the hounds until they managed to catch up with the beautiful beast. Not only a master in the bedroom, but also an accomplished hunter, the king had no trouble of hitting even a moving target with his crossbow. Letting out a victorious laugh, he rode up to the fallen beast, looking at it proudly.

Isabella had fallen slightly behind during all this, not wishing to see such a magnificent animal be killed. When she noticed Lance by her side, she could not help but say: "I have missed you this morning."
She wasnt someone who spoke such emotional things often and she was even surprised by them herself. One look at him however told her the reason and she looked towards the road again. So he was feeling guilty again and she didnt know how to change that. Perhaps she could hope that pleasure would overtake him once again, but there was no saying when that would be.
"I have truly enjoyed last night. And I would like for us to continue sharing the bad like husband and wife.", she told him honestly, before spurring her horse into a gallop to reach the king in order to congratulate him on his hunting success.
The man bathed in the compliments he received from everyone in the hunting party until he announced that he had had quite enough of the outdoors and wished to return to the castle, where his dear mistress had promised to suck his cock for as long as he wanted her to if he presented her with the stag.

 

[silvertongue217]

She missed him?

Lance was touched surprisingly it had been so long since he was with a woman. It was the simple things he missed the missed you today the sweet words, the chaste kisses stolen during a party or event. The woods were a place he and Elizabeth shared many a time riding or finding a secluded spot to indulge in some fun at. It was one of the reason Lance built the manor so close to the woods. His Elizabeth always loved the trees and the mountain as well as the beauty of nature. It was one of their favorite places to go and they partook in it as much as possible before she got sick.

Lance blinked and then his features morphed into a scowl there he was letting the ghost of the past haunt him again. He lived in his memories more and more it seemed. A part of him new it wasn’t healthy or at all possible but he did it any ways why he could not say. Even with Isabella in the castle he still allowed him self to sink into the memories as if he could step into them and live there fully.

But he couldn’t and while he wasn’t ready to move on he was ready to start living again. Isabella was a sweet girl and like it or not he was her husband. He would allow her to continue sharing a bed with him and would find out more about her. He would make an effort for her and hopefully for the chance to start living again.

“I missed you to” He said riding up and surprising her with a quick kiss before she could say some thing about it he tuned clearing his throat “It is a wonderful kill my king one my cooks will enjoy turning into a meal for you” He said smiling at him with false modesty “I am going to have the squires take the beast to the kitchen while you return to the manor” He said nodding at the servants to begin putting the beast up.

“I know you are most eager to get back to my new mother in law” He said evenly staying aside Isabella on the horse “I think my new wife and I shall spend some time in the forest we have yet to take a stroll and I was hopping she would join me as I visit some old haunts of mine” He said sliding off his horse and nodding at the stable boy who took the reigns. He turned looking at Isabella hopefully.

“Would you care to join me my wife?” HE asked holding out his hands to help her down.

 

[Mignonette]

The little chase kiss was a surprise, but it was even further outdone by his invitation for a walk. For a good moment she was even lost for an answer, but with the King's gaze upon her she found her voice again.
"Of course, dear husband.", she replied, allowing him to help her off the saddle, even though she could very well have descended herself. She slid into his arms and gave him a charming smile, before turning to her father.
"We shall not not be too long.", she stated, but then her smile broadened. "Unless of course my husband has more than a walk in mind. Im that case you may expect us for diner.", she corrected herself, making the King laugh.
"Go and enjoy, my children.", he just said good naturedly before guiding his horse towards the castle again, galloping off with impressive speed, obviously eager to be with Margaret again.

Isabella and Lance waited until the hunting party had disappeared out of sight, before they started their stroll.
"Was there really something you wished to show me? Or is this a simple excuse to escape the king?", she asked, as they walked down the path, her dark red skirts skimming over the ground.
"Whatever the reason for this walk, I do enjoy it.", she continued, her eyes looking up at the tree tops above them. She had never just taken a stroll in the woods. She had gone hunting of course, but those excursions had never allowed to simply embrace the nature around her. Now she was actually taking her time to explore with her eyes, noticing the beautiful intense greens and fresh smells around them. Her arm was still linked with Lance and they strolled in fashion that one would expect from a happily married couple, even though there was nobody they needed to impress.

Suddenly the relaxed smile on Isabella's face diminished a little. There was just something she had to know.
"Did you feel regret this morning?", she asked bluntly. "Was this why you were gone when I awoke?"
She didnt sound reproachful at all, but rather curious. She just wanted to know where she now stood in his life. The boundaries he had set out upon her arrival had been breached and she had to know what she now was to him in order to find her place in her new life.
"I will be most indecent and admit that I had hoped to find you in bed this morning. To show you how much I really enjoyed our night together.", she told him, her eyes moving to his. She was basically telling him that she had wanted him again this morning, that she still wanted to repeat the pleasure they had shared even now.

 

[silvertongue217]

He sighed looking out at the trees as he walked. He made no move to extract himself from Isabella nor did he move away instead he simply walked with her down the path and listened to her speak. Her words were light at first but also curious and cutting. Ah so she guessed why he left so early in the morning? He supposed he could lie to her but instead he simply stopped starring at a few snow foxes darting through the grass. They were clearly mates judging by the way they moved around each other and played. He idly wondered if he was going to see a wolf and he could share it with Isabella the snow wolves of the mountains were his favorite animals. Once as a kid he had even had one his father having stumbled upon a liter in the wood and giving him one. The wolf eventually died from a lack of mothers milk but he cared and loved for the thing until it died. He always wondered if he could find another one and tame it…..

“To answer your first question” Lance said turning to her and smiling “ I wanted to enjoy a walk with you I am sure there are a few places in the woods I can show you but I would rather wait until we are not pressed for time and have to be back once the king and your mother is gone I shall show you some of the sights” He said catching a stray lock and tucking it behind her ear. His finger softly danced on her cheek his eyes stormy with sadness and happiness. He finally turned and began walking again pointing out a few northern mountains specific trees and flowers.

“I don’t know if I would use the word regret” Lance murmured moving into her next question with out a warning “I woke and saw you there beautiful and naked and in my bed and panicked a little and left early I rise early no matter what so rarely will you wake up in the morning and see me still asleep but I may still be in bed relaxing and enjoying the view” Lance said being romantic for once.

“we can still share a bed as husband and wife” Lance said answering her early question and stopping in a small circular clearing “after the king and his entourage leave you don’t have to move back into the north section” He said stepping in to her personal space and gently cupping her cheeks.

“If were being indecent” Lance murmured stroking her cheeks “if I had ben in bed I would have woken you up for another rough of showing you what you ahve been missing” he breathed before closing the distance and giving her a deep passionate kiss

 

[Mignonette]

Isabella enjoyed each of his gentle touches, but didnt comment on them. Instead she focused on the conversation they were having. It was regarding her their joint future together after all and Isabella could not fight the wave of relief she felt, when Lance assured her that they could continue sharing a room. In the end, it wouldnt matter if he was an early riser an she wasnt. They would always have time together in the evenings.

They stopped at a most beautiful clearing, but Isabella had no eyes for the wonders of nature. Instead she was focused on Lance and the intensity she saw in his eyes. He closed the distance between them and the kiss they shared ignited the passion within Isabella. Her hands went to his jacket, grasping it tightly at his back as she pressed her body against his. His tongue was doing marvelous things in her mouth and she was sure to return the favour.
By the time they broke apart, Isabella was slightly out of breath.
"Tomorrow morning, dont leave the bed.", she asked of him, the grip around the material of his jacket tightening as she stared into his eyes.
"I cannot forget how good last night felt. How intense it all was. I dont want to give up on this."

Yes, she sounded like a wanton woman, but that was what she was. She had tasted pleasure young and was craving it as some men craved wine. Just that now, Lance had presented her with something special. Something that went beyond her past experiences and she was not about to let it go.
She moved closer to him again, her lips meeting his in another torrid kiss, one of her hand moving from his back to his neck and then into his hair, stroking up and down, adding a speck of gentleness to the passion that was they kiss. The combination of the raw and sweet was what was truly beginning to drive her wild with arousal.

 

[silvertongue217]

Lance felt her kissing him again and he groaned feeling her hands parting her air and purring in pleasure. He felt his entire body reacting to her heating up and sparking with pleasure. Oh god how he missed this! It had been so long since he felt the soft touch of a woman so long since he had the intimacy. Even the usual thoughts of Elizabeth were gone from his head and all he knew was Isabella. Her sweet touch, the way her body pressed against his, the smell of her body….. It all combined to make the most delicious cocktail of pleasure he had ever felt. He felt passion and desire stirring inside of him again and he knew before speaking exactly what he was going to say. He pulled away groaning in pleasure the pain in his eyes replaced by dark intense lust the kind of lust that meant hard animalistic passion.

“I wont” He finally said his voice dark and hoarse with sex and lust “I promise tomorrow when you wake up you will see me in bed” He said speaking the words automatically. He was surprised to feel he meant them as well that he wanted that morning with her. Of course now that he was letting his desires out they were raging and even this morning it took him considerable strength to get out of bed and not indulge in her one more time.

“You don’t have to give up on this” Lance said quietly coming closer to her again pressing himself against her “I can’t promise it will always be easy for me or that I wont have moments but I promise you can share a bed with me every night and you can indulge in me whenever you wish” He murmured kissing her again deeply. He pressed her closer to him wrapping his arms around her and holding her as tight as he could. He let his passion and heart out for once showering her with kisses and firm loving touches dancing with her in the clearing.

 

[Mignonette]

The fact that Lance finally agreed to give her a chance, to allow her to be his lover, filled Isabella with an intense sense of victory. But more than that, she was happy and she could not really explain why. Was she perhaps starting to take a genuine liking to her husband? No, for she really liked him already. He had many qualities that she had admired about him even before they had had sex. No, what she was beginning to feel was something she had no word for. It wasnt as strong as love by any means, but it wasnt a mere sympathy either.

Not wanting to drive herself crazy with such thoughts, she instead focused on their kiss and his arms around her. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity, but eventually Isabella broke the contact.
"We should slowly head back, before I will be tempted to rip the clothes from your body.", she whispered to him with a smile. But contrary to her words, she moved to straighten out his riding jacket and place his head back in order, for her exploring hand had disheveled it slightly. Of course, her parents would have expected them to have had a romp in the woods, but at the same time, Isabella almost wanted to shock them by appearing completely prim and proper. All her life she had been seen as a sex pawn by them. Now she would show them that she embraced the new life they had exiled her into.

Together they walked back, their arms linked together much tighter than before, and occasionally they would steal looks of lust and longing at each other.
They had far to go and by the time they returned to the castle, the servants were already busy preparing the dining hall.
"We should go and change. It would be unbecoming of the Lord to appear at diner in his riding clothes.", Isabella said, showing that she was as much fit to be a lady of the castle as she was made to be a fantastic lover. "Allow me to help you with that."
While they didnt have enough time to fall into bed together, assisting him in changing would give her at least a few minutes to enjoy his body a little.

 

[silvertongue217]

“I would like that” Lance murmured to her half not interested as he watched the servants preparing. The stag the king hunted and managed to kill would need to be cooked exactly as he wanted it. Lance saw Ian standing in the hall directing every one and he shot him a look that clearly said thank you. The manor hadn’t had a need to entertain in a while and most certainly not some one as high in standing as a king. He had no doubt his people would be able to perform admirably and do their duties but entertaining the king would require all hands on deck. Luckily Ian was one of the best butlers he ever saw and his training only served to strengthen that. He was an expert directing every one and making sure that ever dish that passed his body was tasted and checked. He danced in the hall and moved like water conducting a political symphony just like Lance had trained him to do when he first came into his profession. Lance idly wondered if any one could tell the truth where he came from? Who he had been before?

No Lance made sure of that

He slid his hand into his wives arm and followed her up the stairs and to their room. He opened the oak door and lit a candle illuminating the room and helping add to the natural lighting. He smiled and kissed her hand before sitting on the bed.

“If you’d like you can figure out what to wear for me for the dinner” He replied realizing what she was trying to do. She wanted to prove she could be the lady of the house and Lance decided to allow her that just like she wanted. He was glad for the chance to let her prove her self almost as glad that she wanted to. He was sure she never imagined being this and not just the sex filled lover. He was happy and content to let her grow in her role.

Lance got up allowing her to choose as he went and drew them a quick bath. They hadn’t gotten to dirty during the hunt but it would be best to scrub the dirty away. Time was of the essence so he quickly stripped down sliding into the tub and making a quick wash while he waited for her to join him.

 

[Mignonette]

While Lance went to take a bath, Isabella applied herself to the task of picking out his garments for the evening. Having lived at court for most of her life, she knew how the gentlemen dressed and which fabrics and cuts made the biggest impact on the king. On the other hand, she didnt want to dress Lance up like some pompous courtier, flashing his riches almost too flamboyantly.
In the end she picked up dark materials of the finest silken fabric, that would give Lance an elegant, as well as mysterious and even slightly dangerous edge. It was how she saw him in her mind. A true gentleman, but also a ruthless tactician and a man of mystery.

With the clothes in hand, she joined him in the bathroom, as if she had always done this and laid them out on the chair for him.
"Do you need me to wash your back? Or should I go and pick out my own outfit for the evening?", she asked.
In the end she was leaning behind him, scrubbing his muscles with a wet cloth and soap. She enjoyed herself and made sure to massage him a bit as well, but she never allowed the act to become too sexual. Once she had finished, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and then moved towards their bed chamber again, opening her trunks to pick out dresses. She was torn as to what to wear, not knowing whether she should be a true lady or dress more as the woman her parents saw her as, with plunging necklines and tight corsets.
In the end there were two gowns laid out on the bed, both made out of fine and smooth silks. One gown was an emerald green, just as beautiful as the woods they had visited. The neckline was daring, but not provocative and she knew that the corset of the gown always pushed her breasts up most nicely. The other gown, a deep black embroidered with golden threads, forming flowers and ivy all over the corset had a much more revealing cut, allowing everyone to gain a view of her cleavage.

She heard footsteps behind her and turned to find Lance approaching, dressed in the garments she had picked up. She instantly smiled as she looked every bit the gentleman she had envisioned when she had picked up the outfit.
"You look magnificent.", she said honestly, moving to straighten his jacket out a little, even though it didnt really need adjusting.
"I should get ready as well. They will expect us downstairs soon."

 

[silvertongue217]

“They will indeed I have no doubt the king is already down there with your mother” Lance murmured fixing his coat and allowing her to do so as well. One of the other things he missed about being with some one was the way their daily lifts fitted and slid into the other. Already he and Isabella were having a ease with one another a simple flow to their relationship. He was surprised at how much he missed it and enjoyed it with her. Of course he thought it was some thing he missed with Elizabeth and while a part of him still did he realized he missed more the act then the specific person doing it. He allowed her to fix his outfit a small smile playing on his lips as he felt his heart stirring for the first time in a while.

“I see you are having issues with your own outfit” Lance said nodding at the gowns and kissing her before she could speak “allow me” he said moving past her and looking at the gowns. He was surprised at how much the gowns she picked portrayed the parrels in her life and the paths. Did she continue to be what her parents saw her? Or accept her new role as lady in the court? It probably wasn’t intentional but Lance saw the choices portrayed in the dresses and he quickly made his decision.

“I think this one is perfect” he said his nimble fingers tapping the emerald dress “well almost perfect” he said surprising her by going over to his desk and pulling out a small narrow silk box. He walked over and handed it to her kissing her forehead quickly before placing the box in her hand. Inside was a beautiful silver and gold necklace with a small diamond heart. Ian ordered the gift from him and it was very London he knew she was missing the capitol and wanted her to have the reminder.

“I hope you like it” he said kissing her on the lips before stepping back and waiting for her to open it get dressed and join him in walking downstairs.

 

[Mignonette]

Isabella had to smile ruefully as he could see right through her clothing dilemma and she was more than grateful when he offered his assistance. His choice of gown was surprising to her, for she had expected any gentleman to pick the more revealing garment, but she happily picked up the gown he had decided for her.
She was ready to go to the bath and make herself ready, but apparently there was still something he wanted from her.

The gift came out of nowhere and she placed the dress aside to grant the small box her full attention. She opened it and gasped as her eyes fell on the sparkling piece of jewelry. It looked most exquisite, finely crafted and shaped according to the latest London fashion. Her surprised eyes went up to Lance, her lips parted.
"I...I dont know what to say.", she stammered out. "Apart from thank you. This is a most gracious gift...and I shall treasure it."
She looked at it again, allowing her fingers to trail over the fine piece. "Will you help me to put it on later?"

After that she disappeared into their bathing chamber, emerging a short while later, dressed in the emerald gown, her hair down and a silver circlet in her hair. She held the necklace out to him and when he took it from her, she turned around, raising her hair to give him access to her long slender neck. She felt the coolness of the necklace as it laid on her skin and then his fingers on her neck as he closed the clasp. Letting her hair fall back into place in enchanting curls, she turned back around and smiled, looking every bit as a Lord's wife should.
"Shall we go downstairs then? They will be expecting quite a show from us.", she told him, taking his arm once he offered it.
"I do not know which I find harder to handle, my parents' lewdness or my sister's hostility.", she sighed as t hey walked down the corridors to the dining chamber, where they were already awaited.

 

[silvertongue217]

“I find your sisters hostility the hardest” Lance said admiring the necklace on her neck as they walked down the soft wooden halls. He sent a silent thank you to Ian for making sure the jeweler got it right and to her specifications. He made a mental note to tell her it was a custom piece he had designed but saved it for later when they were alone. Her mother would no doubt fawn over it and he wanted to surprise her later with the news and get a proper thank you. His smile grew when he remembered their passion in the woods there was no doubt tonight would be another one filled with lust that thanks to his promise would spill over to the morning. He was glad that he made the promise and would spend the morning in bed with her and her passion.

“Your parents were worse back in the day” He remarked as if he had intimate knowledge on it “the feast of New Haven after your father all but crushed the bandits coming from the pass featured your father all but laying with your wife on the feasting table it was only after his advisors reminded him he was in front of the northern lords that he excused himself and all but dragged her up the castle” He recounted the story thinking about the old days.

“Elizabeth and I were there” He said surprising her by not wincing when mentioning his wife “It was a interesting show the Queen even looked a little embarrassed about the whole thing” He said mentioning the all but forgotten woman.

“There you are!” The king said pushing out of his seat and taking his hands off of Margaret’s thigh “we thought you were going to never show up!”

“We were delayed my liege” Lance said shooting Isabella another lust filled gaze “I did not mean to keep you waiting shall we feast?” he asked stepping forward. He gave the king a handshake and kissed Lady Margeret’s hand subtly slipping a note into her hand before he turned and pulled the chair out for Isabella. His eyes briefly connected with Margert’s and she nodded.

The message was received loud and clear

 

[Mignonette]

Isabella knew by now that her husband had once been an influential figure at court, but the more he revealed, the more she was surprised. He had apparently been part of the king's innermost circle and she was hard pressed to understand why he had left such a position to retreat north. Had it been for his wife perhaps? Had the life in the capital not suited Elizabeth? Or had they simply wished for more privacy to enjoy their married life? He obviously had not been banished, for the King still regarded him with respect.
It was something she would have to investigate, Isabella decided, for suddenly she saw in her husband a definite key to return home. He just needed to regain his position among the king's most trusted courtiers and her return to London would be assured. Even if not permanently, she could perhaps hope to spent most of the year in the capital.
Still, for now she had the present to consider and she sighted as she replied to Lance's comments: "I was often most ashamed of their lewd public behavior, but from your stories it seems as if they are holding back a lot. I am glad I did not witness their acts of carnal extravagance at court when I was a mere babe then."

They reached the dinner hall and Isabella's trained smile was back on her lips in an instant. She was seated next to Mary, wondering how she should even attempt to hold a conversation with her half-sister. She also wondered why the princess had come in the first place. Had she perhaps expected Isabella to be caught in a loveless miserable match? Surely such was the reason and to see her sister so happy and satisfied instead obviously put Mary in a most sour mood.
Deciding not to pay her sister any attention after all, Isabella turned her attention towards her mother, as the woman expressed her delight over the necklace on her daughter's neck.
Isabella touched it gently and smiled, a genuine happy smile at that, when she replied: "It was a gift from my husband. Out of all my jewels, this is my most precious one."
"And I am sure you have rewarded him accordingly for such a gift, is that not so, Isabella?", the king asked with a grin. Seeing that his daughter merely nodded without granting him the details he had hoped to get, the king's eyes moved to Lance. "What did you have her do then, Lord Preston? Did you have her ride you all night? Service your cock with her lips all day whenever you felt like it?"
It was quite obvious that the king enjoyed hearing erotic tales, as they spurred on his own imagination and lust.
"Can he not just give me a gift without expecting a sexual favour, my king?", Isabella suddenly asked. She was not the type of woman to act so rebellious, but she felt that her father was insulting the value of the gift with his words. She had been most happy when she had received it and knew that it probably hadnt been easy for Lance to choose a gift for his new wife.
The king stared at her, almost disapprovingly, before he suddenly burst out laughing.
"No man makes an expensive gift without expecting something in return daughter. I was sure you had learned that lesson early enough."

 

[silvertongue217]

He felt his lips tighten and the older Lord growled displeased with his rulers attitude toward his new wife. He knew about her past profession and he had no doubt the king knew that he knew but she was married to him now. For her father and the king to continue to act as if she was still in her old profession bothered him beyond belief. He was protective of her already and he could tell how much the kings words cut into and bothered her. Why couldn’t he let the past go? Or why did he feel the need to remind Isabella of her status or make lewd comments.

“While im sure my wife will repay me later for the gift” He said taking her hand and giving it a soft squeeze before turning and glaring at the king “I did not buy it for a reward I merely wanted to give her some thing to show her how much I am enjoying her in my life as my wife” I replied keeping my face smooth “I in truth except nothing from her” He said shooting her a loving smile.

The king grumbled but sat back down tucking into his food while Margaret placated him. He counted his small victory and tucked back into his own food hopping he managed to shut the king up for the rest of the meal. He doubted it and knew the ling loved to talk but he hopefully was going to get lucky.

 

[Mignonette]

The tension never fully disappeared throughout the meal and all participants concentrated more on their food than necessary. Only Mary seemed to be utterly pleased with the situation, sipping her wine happily and glancing back and forth between the King and Lance. Margaret was using her capable hand to keep the King occupied underneath the table, not wanting the evening to end in an argument. She sent an imploring look to Isabella, hoping for her daughter to do the same for her husband, but her daughter pretended not to see.

Of course Isabella had noticed her mother's silent message, but she refused to go along with it. Yes, Lance was angry and had provoked the King by speaking up, but the young woman felt that she and her husband had every right to be offended, considering her father's comments. He had exiled her because her passions had gotten out of control. He had sent her away to become a locked away decent and married woman, but now he was still treating her as the seductress he had raised her to be.

The meal seemed to stretch forever and Isabella sent a silent prayer to heaven, when the King abruptly rose from his chair, pushing his plate aside. At that moment Isabella noticed the wet stain on his pants, the clear proof of her mother's skilled handjob.
"We will be leaving tomorrow", the king suddenly announced. "I have seen all I came for."
While Isabella knew that it was usually a bad sign for the king to cut his visit's short, she was actually grateful for a moment. Isabella's mother however was quick to intervene.
"No, please, my love. I need at least one more day with my beloved daughter.", she begged. "She might be with child soon and I wish to prepare her for this miracle as every mother should."
The King sent his mistress a hard stare, which however quickly softened. While there was no doubt that there was desire between the two, there was also some form of love.
"Alright. One more day, so that you may prepare Isabella.", the King agreed and then placed his hand around Margaret's waist and led her out of the dining chamber.
Mary also rose, though she took her goblet and the wine bottle from the table with her. She didnt even bid the couple good night.

Isabella stayed behind with Lance, her posture rigid and her face trained not to show emotion.
"I am sorry.", she whispered. "My father, king or not, behaved most rudely in your home. A good man would have known better.... And you still stood up for me... thank you."
She rose slowly, placing her hand on his arm as a gesture of gratitude.
"Will you be alright entertaining the king tomorrow, while I have the....talk with my mother."
She felt uncomfortable about this. She knew her mother meant well, but it was a waste of time in Isabella's eyes. Still, she had no option but to obey.
"Shall we retire as well?"
She took the goblet of wine out of his hand and set it aside. While the situation had improved considerably since her arrival, she still kept him away from too much wine, not wanting him to fall back into his cold and distant self.
"Will you help me out of the gown? I think I might have tied the knots too tightly."

 

[silvertongue217]

“I believe we shall” Lance murmured getting up and stretching feeling his body groan in protest. Entertaining the king seemed to be having a effect on his body akin to needles being pushed into it. Of course he knew it was the stress that was plaguing him and not necessarily the king but still it was nice to blame him. The man was infuriating him more and more with each passing second adding more fuel to the fire and never stifling or cutting it out. Lance didn’t deal well with him and he was suddenly accurately aware of one of the reason he left London and the play of councils. The king was an infuriating beast and a part of him had a hard time believing Isabella was sired form those loins. He looked at his wife with a sudden new respect realizing she dealt with them and him on a daily basis. Her mother seemed like a good soul (of course he knew that better than most) but he had a feeling she adopted her fathers use for her instead of preventing it.

A shame really

“Do not apologize” He murmured slipping his elbow in with her and escorting her up the rough stone staircase and watching as the torches flickered in the darkness. “Your parents acting like that is nothing new to me your father is the king and believe me he knows it he doesn’t care what he says and feels he needs no filter besides its not me who was in need of defending you’re my wife now and even though I know of your… Past history you are my wife now and a lady of the court and deserve to be treated as such not made fun of for your past thagt he made you do” Lance said the last words coming out as a growl.

He brought her into there room and closed the door locking and baring it behind him. He quickly moved behind her clearing his throat and smiling as he began to undue the lace on her back dress. He pulled them apart and smiled letting it slide off herb ody before placing a small kiss on the back of her shoulder blades.

“One more day and it will be done my love” He said kissing the back of her neck “and we will be alone again he said surprising him self by how much he enjoyed the thought.

 

[Mignonette]

While Lance was working on her gown's lacing, Isabella made sure to hold her dark locks up and out of his way. By the time she felt the gown loosen enough to slip off her shoulders, she felt his lips on her shoulder blades and neck, making her shiver pleasantly.
While she should have worn an undergarment, as was befitting of a lady, Isabella had to admit that she liked being in the nude underneath her gowns. Nobody would ever really know and she would be much more comfortable without an additional layer of clothes.
Now however it wasnt only her secret anymore. Now her husband also knew that she still kept a few naughty habits from her past life.

She enjoyed his lips on her for a few moments longer, before she turned in his arms to smile at him.
"And you do not know how glad I am to be free of them soon. I never realized how much of a prisoner I was to them until I was sent away.", she admitted. "You have shown me freedom without knowing it and for that I am forever grateful, dear husband."
She kissed his nose, then his cheeks and then planted kisses along his jaw, avoiding his lips on purpose. She was teasing and playful and while her lips were playing a game with him, her hands were already pulling at his tunic and shirt, hoping to get her hands underneath the fabric as quickly as possible.

Catching her off guard for a second, Lance managed to claim her lips and Isabella did not fight the passionate kiss they fell into almost instantly.
"It is not very fair, my lord.", Isabella spoke as she pulled away for a moment. "I am in the nude before you, while your body remains covered still. Allow me to take care of that properly."
While she wanted nothing more than to rip the garments away from his body, she played the game of seduction. She took his items off one by one, allowing for her hands to run over his body as much as possible. Finally his torso was bare and Isabella enjoyed a few moments of running her hands over his muscles, before she sank to her knees before him, her hand reaching for his trousers.
She looked up at him with a sensual smile a she began to pull the material downwards, inch by inch. She knew that he was probably already hardening for her, but she fought off the desire to just reach for him instantly. She wanted to draw out the sensations of anticipation and arousal for both of them, knowing that the pleasure that would follow would be all the stronger if they were patient.

 

[silvertongue217]

He knew going in that night they would be having sex making love once more. Even though he knew however he still felt his heart clenching as she kissed along his jaw. He felt her soft lips ghosting over his skin and he groaned shivering softly as he felt lust exploding inside of him. He didn’t know how she did it but every time she touching him or kissed him by the gods even when she spoke it stroked his lust beyond belief. It was amazing in truth how she affected him how she brought things out that only Elizabeth had been able to do. He idly wondered if they were some how twins or if the gods merely created the two of them for him. Of course he put not real stock in religion and he quickly cast the thought away as he felt Isabella beginning to pull down his pants.

“I do not wish to be unfair” Lance remarked threading his fingers through his hair and watching as his pants fell exposing his naked cock. It hung between his legs proud large swollen with need and want. He groaned as he felt it gently hit her lips biting his lips and struggling to contain him self.

“I think he is happy to see you” Lance remarked dryly smiling softly “do you wish to join me in bed now my love? Or are you content to simply stay kneeling and looking at my manhood” He said stroking her hair gently as his cock hung right by her lips jumping every once in a while in need and want.

 

[Mignonette]

Isabella smiled as she remained kneeling in front of him, her hand reaching for his cock to grasp it firmly.
"I would be more than happy to stay down here and reacquaint myself with a part of you that has made me feel more pleasure than I had ever thought possible.", she purred, moving to place a soft kiss on the tip of his cock, while her hand began to jerk him slowly.
"I like doing this for you.", she assured him, before giving the tip another kiss, though this time much wetter and less innocent, with her lips parting around his flesh ever so slightly.
"But I also wouldnt mind joining you on the bed, feeling your manhood in other places.", she continued. "Unless of course, you'd prefer my mouth."
At that point she took the cockhead in her mouth, allowing her tongue to swirl all over it, while her hand moved to massage his cum filled balls.

On one hand, Isabella wanted to please him, show Lance how much she enjoyed being his lover and how grateful she was for everything he was doing to her. On the other hand, she remembered their need in the woods, the desire to just rip each others clothes off and make wild love in the woods. Now they were in the privacy of their bedchamber, where they could go as wild as they wished.
Suddenly Isabella imagined herself on the bed, legs spread wide as her lover drove into her repeatedly, making her moan and scream with each of his thrusts that were driving the wooden bed into the stone wall. Yes, she could see her husband as a passionate lover, who could fuck her hard and rough, while still making the act more than pleasurable for her.
"I loved last night.", she finally spoke again, her hand still jerking his cock. "But tonight, I want you to fuck me. Yesterday you showed me love... tonight I just want you to make me cum over and over again until you fill me."

 

[silvertongue217]

“I think” Lance groaned feeling her hands on his cock and struggling to stay calm and in control. His body was pulsating the need to take her and take her hard now more apparent then ever. After making love to her last night and experiencing the pleasure of the act lance was also more than ready for some passion and wild. He knew such acts could go hand in hand but he paused worried about how it would effect Isabella of course she WAS asking for it but a part of him fretted a little at the thought of fucking Isabella like a whore. Of course that wasn’t necessarily the way it had to be seen but he worried it would be for her.

“I can do that” He finally said picking her up and tossing her onto the bed. He watched as she landed on the bed bouncing slightly and causing her body to wiggle in the most provocative way. Lance bit his lip and advanced on her easily climbing onto the bed and grabbing her legs. He pulled her down hard and he was on top of her his lips crashing against hers in rough deep need as his tongue dominated her mouth. He expertly grabbed her breast kneading them before his hands found her hardened buds and began pulling on them and twisting them slightly.

 

[Mignonette]

The way he threw her on the bed instantly got her fire blazing. She loved passionate fucking, where each partner just let go of all their inhibitions and gave in to pure pleasure. But what made this even more special was that Lance was not seeing her as just a whore for the night. He respected her and while there was no doubt that he would fuck her hard this night, she knew that he would still make sure that it was a good experience for her.

Moments later he was upon her, his tongue dominating hers and his hands on her breasts. While it was an exquisite feeling, Isabella didnt need any foreplay. She was already starting to get very wet just from the sheer expectation of how intense this night would be. So she sneaked her hand between their bodies and guided his cock right to the moist entry of her pussy, allowing his cockhead to dip into her heat. Both moaned at the contact and Isabella angled her hips to make it easier for him to sink in.
For a moment they broke their kiss and Isabella whispered: "I dont want you to make sweet love to me now. Tonight, I want you to take me hard. With all the pent up pleasure you have. I want to scream in pleasure, making the other people in the castle wonder what you are doing to me."

She hooked her legs around his body and pressed him into her, gasping as his length filled her womanhood. The first stroke was slow and deliberate again, making her appreciate every inch of his length and girl. But the next thrust wasnt as slow and gentle and neither was the next. Within moments he was ramming into her with vigor, making her moan loudly each time he was fully within her, his cock poking against her cervix.
"Ohhhhh yessss....", she moaned in appreciation, arching her body with pleasure. No matter how amazing their session had been last night, this was the kind of sex Isabella simply needed once in a while. Rough, primitive and raw.

 

[silvertongue217]

“Your wish is my command my love” Lance growled closing his eyes and moaning s he felt her enter her body. He growled and ran his hands up and down her body finding her tits and messaging and kneading them as he began grinding his cock into her. He moaned savoring the contact and the feel of her body pressing against him before he growled and slammed hard causing her body to shake as well as his. He growled in pleasure and locked eyes with her taking her nipples into his hand and pulling on them as he thrust in and out of her roughly. He moved in and out his balls filled with cum clapping against her ass as he moved in and out at a rough pleasurable pace. He moved in and out like that for several minutes before he growled wanting some thing more.

He pulled out and grabbed her thighs he grunted and flipped her so she was on her belly. His hands ran across her frame again and he whispered “my love” hoarsely as he pulled her ass up into the air. He spread her legs and with a quick thrust he was back inside of her woman hood his hands pushing her head into the bed as if she was nothing more that a use for his pleasure. He ran his fingers through her hair and began thrusting again hard and fast causing her body and the bed to shake as he moved in and out of her savagely.

 

[Mignonette]

Isabella was responding to his every thrust by pushing her hips back against him, meeting his rhythm head on. His thrusts were deep and hard and they were making her scream every time he hilted himself inside of her, pushing against her innermost core.
She wanted to tell him how much she loved this, how much she wanted more, but her ability of speech was reduced to lustful moans and little screams of pleasure.

Suddenly he surprised her by pulling out, making Isabella let out a disappointed groan until she felt his strong hand around her body, turning her over with ease. Instantly she realized what he wanted from her and spread her legs slightly as he raised her ass higher. He could see her womanhood, parted like a flower for him, wet and ready to receive his cock again. And he was only to willing to give it, because only a second later she screamed into the pillow as he rammed himself into her. It wasnt pain however that caused it, but pure, hot and raw pleasure.
This was the kind of sex she was used to, the kind that really got her off, yet at the same time she knew that Lance wasnt just using her. He was taking pleasure as much as he was giving it and it only made the experience even better for her.

Her orgasm caught her almost by surprise. She had been riding a pleasure high, thinking the intensity couldnt increase any further. But then it came, that wave of pure ecstasy, accompanied by a flow of her juiced and a tightening of her pussy around teh invading shaft.
She didnt know how long it lasted, but Isabella was sure that it was one of the best orgasms she had experienced in a long while. When it ebbed away, she was breathless, her body shaking slightly, but still wanting more.
She turned her head, looking at her lover with eyes glazed over by lust.
"Please....more, Lance...I want you to fuck me more...to fill me.", she managed to breathe out.

 

[silvertongue217]

“You need more?” He growled running his hands up and down her back his strong nimble fingers dancing on her sweaty back as he continued to thrust into her roughly “I want you to beg then my love beg to be rammed hard by your husband to be ruined for all other men” He growled letting his lust out and full. It had been so long since he let himself go like this so long since he let the beast inside of him roam. Lance was a sexual predator with his wife just as liable to fuck her hard as he was to make love to her. He had a dark side a side that he was letting out right now on his new wife. He needed more as well needed to give her more and receive more of her.

He moved in and out of her like a piston in and out in and out. His hands where everywhere burning a path all across her body seemingly in random movements. He didn’t say any thing more after his demands just grunted and made sure his cum heavy balls clapped loudly against her outer lips. His eyes were narrowed and his body half hidden in the shadows of the moon giving him a dangerous dark appearance that was almost nothing like the kind man before their passion.

He puller her hips with his cock crashing them together and ramming himself in side of her. His swollen cock rubbed and stimulated every nerve in her pussy and the force of his thrusting was so great her entire body shook and rocked with the force. He kept going speeding up and forcing himself more inside of her filling her demands and teasing her as he waited for her to beg for his cock.