To Capture a Captain's Heart (closed)

Kayla's heart was racing as Christopher led her through the docks and into a wooded glade that ran the outside of the city. She squeezed his hand gently looking up at him with a smile on her lips.

"I love you, Christopher." She said gently.
 
"I love you too, Kayla," he wrapped her up in his embrace and kissed her the way he'd wanted to kiss her for a week, but he hadn't been able to bring himself to seek her company. The simple ceremony and Kayla's love was all that it took to restore his confidence in loving her, knowing she wanted him.
 
Kayla gasped as Christopher pulled her tight, kissing her until her head spun. His kiss was like a heady wine, one that dulled her senses and left her wanting so much more. She wanted him so much and had missed him that horrible week. Her arms looped around his neck and she kissed with a growing passion.
 
Christopher could feel the rising heat, and before Kayla knew it, she was being swept off her feet, and when their lips parted, he smiled at her in that handsome, devilish way. "Shall we steal away into the forest, my lady? Or shall we retire to the castle?"
 
Kayla gasp as she was swept up into Christopher's strong arms. She smiled as he asked where she wanted to go. She would have answered but this moment was for him.

"Surprise me." She murmured softly.
 
Christopher could only chuckle and kiss her again, carrying her off into the deeper forest where they found one of the rare hardy oaks in Norway, and he settled at its base with Kayla on his lap and another warm, welcoming kiss as his hands rested intimately across her lower back.
 
Kayla felt at home in her husband's arms. He had been gone too long. She leaned her forehead against his, looking into his eyes as she felt his hands resting against her back.

"I missed you." She said softly, reaching up to touch his cheek. "I never want to be apart from you that long again."
 
"Never, milady..." he promised softly, though by the look in his eyes, he knew there was always going to be the possibility that he'd have to leave her side for the sake of Norway or an ally. But he pushed the thought away with another kiss to welcome her in close as she could be, offering up his soul for her.
 
Kayla sighed as he kissed her yet again and she felt herself tipped backwards until she rested in the fresh grass beneath the great tree. Her hands reached up to cup his cheeks, letting him know that she was ready for whatever passion he was about to give her.
 
The Captain was in no rush, kissing his love and caressing her skin until her dress got in the way. He made short work of the laces and her dainty underclothes, smiling with a deep appreciation as he looked over her naked form. "You honor me, m'fair Queen," he spoke in that beautiful, natural Irish lilt that he'd never truly let out before. He always tried to school his accent to that of England or light Welsh so that anyone could understand him and he wouldn't let on his nationality. He was a proud Irishman, but he knew that many people would hate him just for being born in the Emerald Isle. With Kayla, he had no such fear.

His lips traced her collarbone in the sweetest, warmest trail while his hands slid down to rest on her curved waist. "Beauty..." he murmured.
 
Kayla felt tears gather in her eyes as Christopher shared so much of himself with her. It had been so long since she had heard his lovely accent and there he was, looking over her naked body and giving her the highest of praise. She smiled, gasping as his lips traced along her collarbone while his hands traced along the curve of her waist.

"Chris..." She whimpered, her own fingers working at his tunic. She needed him pressed against her as intimately as they use to share.
 
His fingers joined her own and soon his tunic was discarded and his trousers followed. He pulled her in tight, kissing her for all he was worth, showing her she was the only one and would always be the only one.
 
Kayla had missed Christopher so much. The touch of his hand, the feel of his lips, the warmth of his naked body against hers...she had missed absolutely everything that he had to offer her. She whimpered as he kissed her so intently, stealing her senses until she was dizzy with lust for the man that was slowly seducing her.
 
Unwilling to wait any longer, Christopher turned them over until she straddled his waist, and he lowered her slowly onto his waiting hardened shaft. He smiled up at her, a handsome and rather cheeky grin that showed her just how amazing he felt in that moment how lucky he felt to have her.
 
Kayla let out a cry as she was suddenly on top of Chris, sinking down his hard length. She furrowed her brow, her fingers gripping the muscles of his chest tightly as she took a moment to gather her thoughts. The moment was beautiful, joining them both together in a way that they had never experienced before.

"I love you so much." She whispered to him softly, moving a hand to cup his cheek. "I'm sorry that I doubted you."
 
"You 'ad every right," he murmured in return, drawing her down for another deep kiss. "I'm still surprised y'took me back..." With a soft groan, he began to thrust slowly and rhythmically into her body. He worshiped her body like the queen she was, giving her all the love he could.
 
Kayla whimpered as Christopher started to thrust in to her core, slowly making love to her. She kissed him with a passion that she had reserved just for him. She loved her husband and she was going to make certain that he knew just how much she adored him.
 
Christopher soon felt the rush of adrenaline overtake him and he laid Kayla on her back without pulling away. Slowly but surely, he picked up the pace, kissing at her neck hungrily. He strove to show her how grateful he was and how lucky he felt that she was his and she'd taken him back after all that had transpired.
 
Kayla let out a cry as she was suddenly tumbled to her back, Christopher loving her like she wanted. Her cries filled the air around them, the slap of his hips against hers the only other sound that reached them that deep in the forest.
 
Christopher's limit hit him like a ram sooner than he'd expected, filling her womb with his seed. But he kept it up, letting his fingers stray to her sensitive budded clit to give all he could before the familiar feeling of exhaustion overtook him.
 
Kayla saw stars as her orgasm hit her hard. She cried out her pleasure, bucking against Chris was he caressed her clit and filled her body with his seed. Tears came to her eyes as they both trembled in the aftermath of their honeymoon.
 
Chris pressed a sweet kiss just beneath her ear wrapping both his arms around her and letting the world come back into focus. There was the sweet scent of the cool wild grass beneath them and the soft ambient chirps and far-off sounds around the forest. Finally, Christopher gathered his mind and breath and lifted his head to gaze down at her with the most loving, gentle eyes she'd ever seen.
 
Kayla was limp beneath him, gasping for air as Christopher lifted his head and stared down at her. She smiled softly, lifting her head to kiss her husband gently. She loved him and she was never going to let him go again.
 
Soon Christopher let himself lay and relax in the grass beside her, an arm wrapped beneath her body as he stared up at the stars through the breaks in the leaves above. They'd both needed this, even before all the trouble. A tired and lazy smile was fixed permanently on his lips, thinking of his incredible fortune to have one so loving and forgiving to call his own.
 
"I have to open Parliament tomorrow." Kayla blurted out in the quiet aftermath of their loving moment. "Would you escort me?"

She turned her dark eyes towards him, snuggling up against his side as she always loved to do. He was warm, he was familiar, and in his arms, she could forget about everything else in the world that was threatening her.
 
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