Fleur sucked in a deep breath, struggling with discomfort for a few moments until her body began to adjust to his size. Then, finally she began to thrust her hips upward, hoping he would take it as a signal that he did not need to be quite so gentle with her.
Seeming to sense her wishes, Theo began to move more vigorously.
Soon there was nothing Fleur could do but lie back, tilt back her head and scream with pleasure.
Their love making became so vigorous that when he whispered, "Put your arms around my neck," she obeyed without really thinking about it.
Theo's arm slipped beneath her, hooking her to him and in the next moment he flipped, carrying her with him.
She straddled him with some difficulty, the muscles in his legs and hips forcing her to open her own wide.
But once she had adjusted herself, she placed her palms on his chest and began to move, riding up and down his cock until his expression became a mixture of both pleasure and pain, looking as though he was trying desperately to hold off his climax.
His hands gripped her hips and he forced her down, pinning her in place and then she felt him erupt deep inside her. Head spinning, her insides tightened around him, her climax brought on by his own.
Unable to bring herself to move, she leaned down and buried her face in the pillows beside his head. Theo's arms wrapped around her once more, holding her to him as if he was fearful that she might suddenly disappear.
"That was...incredible," Theo commented breathlessly. Fleur adjusted herself just enough to turn her face toward him and look into his eyes.
"Do you have any regrets?" Fleur asked, wondering whether he might regret having waited so long to take her to bed.
Theo pressed his lips to the tip of her nose before shaking his head. "No, do you?"
Fleur sucked in a deep breath, hoping to grow a little suspense before she responded, "Just one."
Theo's body tensed beneath hers and he gazed at her with concern. "What?"
"I regret not coming to the Summer Isle sooner," she responded, laughing when she saw the relief wash over his handsome face.
"Ahh! Don't laugh!" he exclaimed, gripping her hips again. She felt his manhood hardening inside her again.
"Why not?" she asked, chuckling a little, rolling her hips to take him inside her again.
"Queen Fleur, what are you trying to do to me?" he demanded, his voice little more than a growl.
She pulled herself up into a sitting position and smiled down at him devilishly.
"I think you know what I am trying to do, King Theo," she responded playfully.
This time when he wrapped his arm around her waist, she was ready for the flip. The laughter was forced out of her as he landed on top of her, once more kneeling between her legs.
"You are going to regret teasing me," Theo warned, his eyes darkening.
"Then I will just have to add it to my growing list of regrets," she commented. She opened her mouth to say more but Theo never gave her the chance.
His love making was even more vigorous than the last time and Fleur wondered how she would ever cope if it continued to increase with time.
For now all she could do was lie back and enjoy it, digging her fingernails into the muscles of his shoulders and back to grip on for dear life.
Epilogue - Theo
Three months later
Fleur had appeared quiet all day, sitting in the throne beside him as they held court, listening to the complaints and petitions of their subjects. Theo would have liked nothing more than to dismiss them all and take his wife back to bed but he had been neglectful of late. His people needed him and he had to prove to them that he was still their king even though his heart truly belonged to the beautiful queen at his side.
They had just listened to the complaints of a fae farmer assuring them that his crop had been poisoned by a neighboring farmer when he glanced at Fleur to see that she was looking even paler than usual.
Her elbow rested on the arm of her throne and she was holding her chin in her hand as though her head was too heavy for her neck.