"Oh!" she said before thinking, and saw Edward blush considerably, even in the dim light of the room.
Edward remembered that she had not grown up on a farm and possibly did not know the mechanics of how mating was performed, so then found himself wondering what to say or do, but with her inquisitive mind he was not surprised to find she was completely open in her questioning and wonder.
"Are you always like that?" she asked timidly, but also with the confidence that told Edward she would view this just as she did learning to ride a horse or learning to run a household. She had an amazing ability to compartmentalise learning as something to ask questions about until she understood it.
He initially found it unbearable, this discomfort at his embarrassment, but he remembered how she had been when she had first come to his home, and how hard she fought with herself to get over that.
"No, but always when I am kissing you," he said quietly, stroking her cheek and watching her face.
"That is what … you will … put into me, to make a child?" she asked, blushing profusely herself now, but with determination on her face to question and learn.
"Yes."
"Can I look at you?" she asked, shocking Edward in the process before he realised he didn't want this to always be a source of embarrassment so he should view it as an opportunity to help things seem easier after this night.
"Yes," he replied, and watched her face as she pushed back the covers that were over him, and raised his night shirt enough to be able to see him.
Alessandra had read novels so had gained some understanding from them at how the baby making process worked, but when she looked at that part of Edward, she was surprised at how it looked.
"Can I touch you?" she asked, tentatively.
"Yes."
Alessandra reached down with her hand and let her fingertips run over him, until a moan escaped from him, making her pull her hand back.
"I'm sorry! Does that hurt?"
Edward felt awkward but surged ahead in his feigned confidence.
"No, quite the opposite, Alessandra. When you touched me it felt wonderful, like I have not felt before."
She put her fingers back on him, and moved them over him, while watching his face and listening to him moan again. She saw him open his eyes and look at her before he leaned in and kissed her. She let her hand get more bold, closing her hand around him while she enjoyed the kissing he was now indulging on her. They did not stay like that for long before he pulled away from the kiss.
"Oh … Alessandra, I don't know what is happening, but I feel … oh … don't stop," he moaned at her and closed his eyes. She continued her fondling and then all of a sudden he seemed to experience great pain, as he moaned loudly and his body seemed to convulse, and she realised that a considerable amount of wetness had escaped him and was all over her hand and night gown.
She watched his face, worried that she had done something wrong to hurt him. But as he opened his eyes, she saw him look content and then smile.
"Are you alright?" she asked and he laughed softly.
"I have never felt anything like that. I don't even know how to explain it - it was like a volcano building to eruption, and then a release."
He kissed her again, making her melt in her own longing, before she pulled away. She brought up her hand, which was covered in moisture.
"Then this is what makes a baby?"
He looked at her hand, very embarrassed, but nodded. "I think so."
She touched him gently again but he pulled her hand away, wiped it with his night gown and then raised it to his mouth to kiss it.
"Do you think you could have the same feeling in you as you just made me feel?" he asked, now wondrous about her body also.
"I don't know. Do you think it can be as nice for a woman?" she asked, remembering how her mother had told her that some women found this distasteful and awful, while at the same time implying that it was not like that at all.
"Alessandra," Edward found the confidence to ask. "Can I see you?
She nodded slowly at his question, and watched him as he pushed the cover back on her side of the bed now, and slowly raised her night gown to above her hips. He had no idea about the female form, and wanted to explore, without wanting to hurt her.
"Can I touch you?" he asked and she nodded again.
He tentatively reached his fingers out and touched the top of her thigh and the hair that was visible. It was all tucked away, he realised, so he did not know what he could touch - if anything. He slowly caressed the area as he could, and heard her breathing change.
"You will tell me if I hurt you," he said to her and she nodded.
As he caressed more, she felt a natural desire to open her thighs slightly, and Edward moved his hand between them, feeling more and more down and around where the hair was growing. As he let his fingers move inwards of what felt like lips to him, he heard a quiet 'oh' escape from Alessandra's lips, and he looked at her face. She was looking right into his eyes, with the same look he had seen on her face sometimes when they had kissed before.
"There," she whispered, and he looked to see the location she seemed to want him to touch, and moved his finger back and forth across the small pea-like piece of skin he could feel. He watched her face and could see her excitement.
"Keep going," she whispered, encouraging him to continue, which he did, as he felt himself growing again in the excitement that he was also experiencing.
"Oh Edward … something is … oh!" he heard her moan as she seemed to also convulse before him. He watched her face as she relaxed back and finally opened her eyes and looked at him.
She suddenly started to giggle, making him smile more.
"I guess that can happen to men and women," she said between giggles.
They lay together for a while in silence before she spoke again.
"It will be expected that I will get pregnant, to give you an heir," she said to him and he nodded.
"Yes, my parents would expect that."
"But this is not how we can make a baby," she said and he nodded again.
"That is true."
"Edward?" she asked and he looked at her closely. "Do we need to rush for me to get pregnant? Can we take some time to just get to know each other, like this, first? When my brother's wife became pregnant I overheard him talking about how he then had to sleep apart from her until some time after the baby was born. Could we perhaps not rush to that?"
Edward heard her words and pleasantly agreed with her.
"I would like to get to know you more before we bring another little person into the world," he said and kissed her again, making her melt and move closer again, to find him hard once more.
"Can I touch you again?" she asked and he laughed at her.
"I think so," he said quietly before she resumed touching him with her hand once again, making him excited until he again climaxed.
Now both of them were feeling the effects of it being such a long day, and Edward pulled her into his arms and held her, until he felt her drift off to sleep, after which he did the same, silently thanking his mother once again for choosing his wife.
Chapter Seventeen
The following morning Alessandra woke up to find herself intertwined in Edward, who had his arm over her, while her leg seemed to be thrown over his. He was still asleep and she was alarmed when she heard someone else in the room, making up the fire. After initial surprise and shock at the discovery, she realised that the bed she was sharing with Edward had curtains around it and they were not at all visible to whoever was also in the room.
She lay quietly and looked at her husband - her husband! - and thought back to the nice things they had learned about each other the night before.
As she listened, she could hear the person outside the curtain finishing up the lighting of the fire, and the laying of hot water on the dresser, and then the door opened and closed quietly and there was silence again. She extracted herself enough from Edward to be able to peak out
from the curtain and see for certain that no-one else was in the room, and that the fire was starting to warm up. She huddled back to the spot she had been, and felt Edward start to stir.
When he woke up he opened his eyes and was happy to see Alessandra there still. He pulled her close and kissed her.
"Good morning my beautiful wife," he said and she melted against him, kissing him with fervour that woke him up immediately.
He lowered his hand to touch her as he had the night before and she moaned in his arms as she moved her hand and touched him at the same time. They kissed deeply, touching each other until one and then the other exploded in blissful pleasure, after which they continued kissing without stopping.
Finally Edward pulled away, breathless but smiling.
"We do have to leave this bed today, you do know," he said and she smiled shyly at him.
She suddenly remembered that her parents were leaving on this day, and Edward saw a shadow pass over her face.
"What is it?" he asked and she looked very sad as she replied.
"My mother and father are going home today. I shall miss them so much, Edward."
He pulled her to him and held her tighter.
"You can see them whenever suits you all. They are welcome here, Alessandra, anytime they wish to visit, and we can go and see them too."
She pulled back and looked at him with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"Really? You would be happy for us to go and visit sometimes?"
He laughed with her.
"Of course. You have seen where I grew up, so of course I am curious to see where you grew up," he said and Alessandra suddenly felt ashamed of her home, uncertain and embarrassed that he should see it, so she changed the subject quickly.
"We should get up, shouldn't we," she said and after kissing more, they began their first day together as husband and wife, finding it a new adventure to see each other dress and do things in the quiet privacy of their marriage room.
* * * * *
After breakfast Alessandra prepared to say goodbye to her parents, but not before her mother had pulled her aside to talk to her quietly.
"Are you alright, my daughter? He did not hurt you?" she asked, looking at Alessandra's face to read how it was for her.
Alessandra gave her mother a smile.
"All is well, Mother, you do not need to worry," she said, and her mother's mind was put to rest. "Edward and I shall be well together. And he said that you and Father are welcome to stay here whenever you wish to, so please do come back and see me."
Her mother and her father both hugged her before leaving, and even her father surprised her in his words before he left the manor.
"If he treats you wrong, you must send word to us immediately and we will help you to come home, Alessandra. Too many women stay in situations they should not, so promise me you will ask for help if you need it," he said, in the most solemn voice she had ever heard her father use.
She nodded to him.
"Father, I will be fine, but yes if I need help I shall be certain to ask you for it."
And then they were off on their way back home, leaving Alessandra standing on the manor doorstep watching after they had long disappeared from view.
"Alessandra, come. The weather is too cold to stay out here. Let us go indoors," Edward said, putting his arms around her completely in a full standing hug, openly for the very first time.
She responded by putting her arms around him also, and kissing him deeply, not caring who would see them. She felt him press against her, hard, and she giggled as he looked sheepish in the realisation that she had woken him up again.
"Perhaps we do need to stay here for a few minutes after all," he said, making her giggle more, and they stood like that until he felt it was safe to be walking around again.
Chapter Eighteen
Over the next few days and nights Edward and Alessandra indulged in further getting to know each other, before they would both be engaged in their ongoing learning about efficiently running the estate together. The prospect was frightening to Alessandra, but she already knew that Edward's mother was accepting of her, and a patient and kind woman, so she was able to reduce her fear in that thinking.
Each night the newly weds eagerly awaited the time where they could go to their room and pleasure each other. Always it was the same, but for those first few nights it was enough.
On the fourth night of their marriage, Edward entered the room, expecting his wife to be in bed as usual, and on first sight and not seeing her, was alarmed. But when he turned his head he saw her, standing in her night gown in front of the fire.
He walked up to her, concerned something might have happened.
"Are you well, my love?" he asked and she turned to look at him with such an intense desire that he was overwhelmed with his desire for her.
"Edward, will you look at me?" Alessandra asked and Edward was confused as to what she meant. When he did not reply but only gave her a look of not understanding, she continued. "We have started to know each other's bodies, but we haven't really seen each other. Will you look at me?" she asked again and he nodded, still not entirely certain what she wanted but sensing it was important to her.
"Will you remove this?" she asked him, holding one section of her night gown.
He felt his throat and mouth go dry as he finally had understanding of her desire. He moved forward to her and kissed her while taking the fabric in his hand and starting to lift it up. She pulled away from him slightly and lifted her arms, providing him with opportunity to lift the night gown completely from her, and then she stood before him, naked. She had thought about this and had not been certain how she would feel, being in such a vulnerable position, but with the way he was looking at her, she felt confident and not afraid at all.
Edward drank in the sight before him. He had not seen the female form before, and he was overcome by such longing to touch and kiss and explore. He moved closer to hold her and kiss her again, as she welcomed his hands and mouth moving over her.
His hands were exploring her breasts, touching her nipples, which she found herself moaning to and he realised he had found another pleasure point. He guided her to the two-person seat near the fire and lowered her so he could kneel in front of her, and began kissing her everywhere. Her neck, her breasts, her nipples, over her tummy. His lips needed to touch everywhere on her body, and he kept kissing downward, even to the inside of her thighs, and tentatively tried to kiss her where she had guided him on their wedding night with his finger. As soon as his mouth touched her there, she seemed to melt completely, with her legs spread so wide, and he could feel himself stretching with a level of hardness he hadn't experienced before.
"Yes," he heard her moan as his mouth pleasured her, and soon he felt her explode as his lips were still on her, and he realised he had just found new things about her, and a new way to give her pleasure. He kissed his way back up, enjoying time on her breasts again before kissing her on the lips.
Alessandra had thought the pleasure from his finger was joy enough, but as strange as it was to feel him kiss her in such a private place, it was also something of a new level of pleasure for her. When she was recovered and kissing him, she turned her mind to him, knowing he was also highly aroused.
She pushed him away and invited him to stand up with her, and then moved to remove his night shirt up and over his head, until he was standing before her, also naked. They moved together, embracing for the first time completely naked, and she marvelled at his shoulders and chest, touching him all over, and learning that he too liked his nipples to be touched.
She did to him as he had done to her - edged him back until he sat on the seat, his arousal standing up fully and looking so different in the light of the fire rather than in their bed.
She acted as he had, kissing him around his neck, and over his chest, hearing him moan as she kissed his nipples, and working her way down until she, too, ventured to pleasure him with her mouth. As soon as her
lips touched him he moaned, and she moved her mouth right down over him, enjoying the exploration.
"Oh, Alessandra," she heard him say, pushing her on to keep kissing him like she was doing. After a few minutes he spoke again. "Oh it is going to happen, my darling. Remove your mouth or I will fill you."
She did not know whether it was safe to drink his fluid or not, so removed her mouth and touched him with her hand, and in only a few seconds he was climaxing, groaning heavily in relief. She looked up at him and watched his face go from the tautness of the climax, to relief, and then saw him open his eyes and look at her. She sat up on the seat beside him and they kissed passionately before he stood up and held out his hand to her.
"My darling wife," he said, pulling her into a standing embrace. "I want to sleep with you like this, naked. Your body enflames me and I want to see you like this when I wake in the morning."
She walked with him then and climbed into bed, where instead of going straight to sleep, he instructed her to lie back while he moved over the top of her, kissing her everywhere again, and again, well into the night.
Chapter Nineteen
When Edward woke up the next morning he was immediately alert and aroused at the feeling of Alessandra's skin next to him. He put his arm around her from behind and his hand found her bare breast, making her moan softly and push back her hips against him, moving her back closer to him, so he was hard up against her buttocks.
Both realising the other was awake, Alessandra turned and found herself looking at a breathtaking sight that was her husband's naked form. She immediately started kissing him everywhere, taking him to the heights again as she pleasured him with her mouth, and he returned the pleasure before they even spoke to one another.
As they lay in bed afterward, looking at each other, he smiled at her.
"I did not know there was this much pleasure to be had. I thought married couples did this to make babies, and no other reason," he said, idly caressing one of her nipples.
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