Chapter 22: The Wedding Night

*Strong T, containing mature scenes*

"It is not too late" He took her hand in his, "Would you think me a presumptuous rake, if I were to ask you to join me upstairs in our chambers, Mrs Darcy?"

Elizabeth's heart stopped for a moment, for she knew very well what that meant. She had heard her mother once mentioning the wife's duties in the master bedchamber. But, Elizabeth could only nod. He then, offered her his arm and escorted her to their chambers above stairs and stopped at the door.

"May I join you shortly?" He simply said and she nodded again.

Darcy leaned down and touched his lips with hers. He had only intended it to be a quick peck on thelips, just to gain some strength from her sweetness, but he knew deep inside that once he would touch her, it would be impossible to keep his hands away from her.

She leaned into him, and he instantly touched her waist and pushed her into him, as he ran his hands up and down her back. Without realizing it, he opened the chamber's door, without having to stopkissing her and he pushed her inside. Once they were in, with a quick move, he pushed the door with his foot, making it close behind them. Elizabeth gasped at the loud noise and pulled away, but Darcy brought her back instantly to his embrace again. She stood on her toes to kiss him better, as their tongues moved rhythmically. He then, moved to kiss her neck and then her jaw.

"You smell heavenly" he claimed as he kissed her neck again. But as he heard her giggle, he could not wait a minute longer. He knew that he had to love her now.

Immediately, he carried her, bridal style to the bed, where he put her on the bed. Elizabeth lay back, pulling him with her and he covered her body with his. She pushed her hips towards him as he paid special attention to that area, which he desired most at the moment. Her moans were intoxicating to him, dragging him more to her. He felt her hands entering his coat and then his vest, trying to pullthem off. She raised her head and kissed him deeply, as she tried to untie his cravat. Darcy thought that he could help her with that task. He then helped her remove his shirt, revealing to her his barechest. Elizabeth's eyes widened, for she did not expect her husband to be so handsome, even with little clothes on! She felt the desire for him moving through her spine.

She sat up in bed, as he threw his clothes to the floor, only leaving on his breeches, which were about to be removed soon too. He returned to her arms lowering them to the mattress as he kissed her jaw and neck, pushing her dress down. With a quick move, he lifted her up and started tounbutton her dress and then her corset. Within a few seconds, she was naked. He did not wait asecond to just observe her, on the other hand, he just pushed her into his embrace and he started kissing her, moving slowly down to her breasts, where he found the immediate object of his desire. It was the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen in his life and he was a lucky man to possess them, as well as the woman who had them. His lips automatically moved to kiss her nipples and then sucking them, as he heard her loud moans of pleasure. Elizabeth had never felt such an amount of pleasure, as her husband was pleasuring her body.

Darcy could no longer stand the tension through his body and he pulled away from her, only to strip away his trousers. He then immediately, pulled her back, just to taste her lips and tongue again, it was heaven. He continued to touch her hips, as he laid her down on bed again. He was about to find the object of his desire soon.

As their lovemaking finished and he lay on top of her, breathing rapidly, he once again smelled her perfume, which had a strange affect on him. As strange as the intimacy they had finished a second ago. He waited for so long to make her his; crying out his name, as he gave her pleasure. He settled himself next to her and after bringing her close to him, where he could touch her again, he kissed her once, or twice, or too many times that could be lost in count.

"I love you so much" he finally said as he kissed her hand and brushed her hair.

She laughed "I love you too."

"Do you really?" He smiled and pushed her closer to him, but she soon pulled away.

"I am feeling a little tired" she said and tried to stand up, but Darcy's hand grabbed her arm, making her stop.

"Where are you going?"

"To my chambers, of course."

He laughed and Elizabeth looked at him with surprise "Why? Do you wish to sleep away from me?"

"But, that's what I thought that you wanted."

"Oh, no" he claimed "I do not wish that, at all." He pushed her to him, making her lay next to him again. He then put a quick kiss on her lips "You see my dearest that is impossible, for you have found quite a possessive husband."

She laughed "Is that so?"

"Yes" he smiled and kissed her again, but deeply this time, as to make Elizabeth loose all coherent thought. "But, I think it would be better to show you how possessive I am" Without waiting for her reply, he immediately pulled her into his embrace, where he could feel his chest touching hers. He started kissing her neck and then her jaw, as she shortly comforted herself under him, opening her legs a little, just for him to find an easy entrance.

Elizabeth opened her eyes the next morning, just a pair of blue eyes looking at was her husband's eyes and his sweet smile, which were the first thing she saw. She smiled back and curled herself to him, as he kissed her forehead.

"Good morning" he said "I hope you slept well."

"Yes, I did thank you." she paused "Very well, indeed."

"I am glad to hear that." He said with quite a satisfied smile on his handsome face.

She smiled as she asked, "Were you up long?"

"I do not know. It felt like eternity, though." he kissed her lips. The truth was that he must have been up, looking at her, for more than two hours. Just looking at her, it felt like a dream, a sweet dream he had to be careful not to disturb. So sweet that Darcy thought that he had died and gone to heaven. "You are so beautiful, my love."

She laughed, "Thank you."

He kissed her deeply once more and cupped her breasts. He felt his desire for her, rising up again, as he touched her skin, realizing the impact on his person. His desire for her was endless and he could no longer wait to bring her pleasure. Hearing her moans and cries of ecstasy, drove him quite mad. He had to take her. Now.

THE END.