“The very reason I needed to wed… to produce an heir and secure the title. Otherwise, the clan feared who might get the title and lead.”
“So, you are saying you do not know who that might be?” she asked.
“My da feared a distant relative of my mum’s might try and claim the title if there was no heir or the king might appoint someone to the title. It infuriated him to think that might happen and urged me to wed and produce an heir. He warned me on his deathbed to see it done and not suffer the shame of being the Norham who lost the clan.”
“Someone could have his eye on Clan Norham and getting me out of the way before I can produce an heir would be a wise move,” she suggested.
“More a foolish one,” Torin argued. “I would search him down and see him quartered and hanged. But enough talk of this, wife, we have a more important matter to see to.” He hurried her along to the keep and up to their bedchamber.
Once Torin secured the latch, he turned and found her rushing out of her garments.
“Hurry before we are interrupted again,” she urged. “I am eager for my first lesson.”
Torin stripped his garments off as he walked toward her. He scooped her up after they were both naked. “Lesson number one… enjoy!”
He sat her in the middle of the bed and said, “Spread your legs.”
When she did, he joined her on the bed, sitting opposite her, sliding his spread legs beneath hers and with his hands resting on her waist, he lifted her just enough to set her close enough for his hard shaft to poke between her legs.
“Now we get to touch each other,” he said, and his hands traveled up from her waist to gently cup her full breasts.
She let out a small, sudden gasp when his thumbs began to rub at her nipples, and it turned into a moan of its own accord as the tip of his shaft poked at her, sending tingles of pleasure shooting through her.
Instinct had her hands latching onto his upper arms needing the support, even more so when his lips replaced his hands at one breast. She gripped his arms tighter when his tongue swirled around her nipple, then he tugged at it lightly with his teeth before suckling on it. He soon did the same to the other one, lingering to feast on them both.
When he finished, he brought his face close to hers as his hand drifted down her body. “Did you like that, wife?”
“Aye!” she called out louder than intended as his finger slipped inside her.
“You’re going to like this even more,” he said, and his thumb stroked her while he slipped his finger out of her and another finger joined in to bring her pleasure.
“Ohhhh!” she said.
“You are so wet and ready for me,” he whispered.
A bit of clarity broke through her passion-filled senses, and she dropped her hand off his arm to slip down and take hold of his shaft that had grown even harder and more powerful. And when his thumb fell away from her, she replaced it with the tip of his shaft, rubbing it against her sweet spot with great delight.
This time the moan came from Torin, and he rested his brow to hers, letting her enjoy herself as his fingers added to her pleasure.
He kissed her between both their moans and when his name fell pleading from her lips, he pushed her to rest on her back and climbed over her, easing his shaft slightly inside her.
“Hold on to me,” he said.
Flora did not hesitate, she gripped his arms tight and whispered on a rushed breath, “Hurry!”
He felt as eager as she did, but he did not want to hurt her. He wanted her first time a memory she would always cherish just as he would, for this moment would seal them together forever.
“Hurry! Hurry!” she urged, lifting her hips to welcome him.
Her eager cries excited him even more and he slipped farther into her until he could not hold himself back any longer and plunged into her swiftly. She cried out and he silently cursed himself thinking he had hurt her but when he saw a smile spread across her face and felt her hips press hard against his, he smiled as well and drove into her over and over again.
“Ohhhh!” she cried out, the pleasure building and consuming her until she thought she would explode, and she did.
“TORIN!”
Her screaming his name as she erupted in passion was all Torin needed to join her and he let go, his own pleasure bursting with such intensity that he let out a roar.
The sensation that had rocked Flora’s body rapidly built in her again as her husband roared and she once again found herself exploding in pleasure and once again she called out his name as she did.