Violet Zerotta's Hasty Marriage - Chapter 18
And by then, Violet had already been swept away by his confused confession.
‘Alright, fine. Anything is fine. I don’t know what it is you want, but let’s do as you say.’
There were so many things she wanted to say, but all Violet could manage was to wrap her arms around his neck and gasp for breath.
Aldrick’s hot hand traced up her waist and disappeared inside her chemise. He gently touched the sensitive area just beneath her chest, as if he were sorry to be doing so.
With that hesitant hand, Aldrick opened his mouth, faltering.
“Undergarments…”
Violet saw him stop speaking and swallow. His masculine adam’s apple moved with a large gulp.
“Your undergarments… Can I… take them off?”
Violet felt some relief in seeing that Aldrick’s face was just as red as hers, on the verge of bursting.
If he had stripped off her clothes as if it were second nature and gone through with it all, she would have felt terribly betrayed.
Violet was glad Aldrick was her husband. It wasn’t the first time she’d had that thought, but today, she felt it especially.
Looking directly into his eyes, Violet slowly nodded.
In the depths of his green eyes, a sudden flame flickered to life.
Even then, Violet had no idea what she was granting permission for, or what exactly she had just agreed to.
***
This… this is what a wedding night is? Was this what the wedding night was supposed to be?
Lying with bare shoulders, Violet stared blankly and thought.
Outside the window, morning had already come. She had no memory of how the night had ended. Violet had fallen into something like unconsciousness and had just now opened her eyes.
After Aldrick asked if he could take off her undergarments, everything had progressed regardless of Violet’s intentions.
Without even a moment to grasp what was happening, before she knew it, the storm had raged—and not just once, but several times—and passed.
It wasn’t until Aldrick had taken off all her undergarments and gently laid her down on the bed that Violet realized something was going strangely.
By the time she had a rough idea of what was going on, she was already in the middle of the storm.
After that, Violet gave up everything like a small boat caught in a tempest.
It had been that kind of night.
Violet tried to chase away the flashes of last night’s memories from her mind.
Aldrick’s firm bare chest, his beautifully defined muscular abdomen, his broad shoulders and strong arms that didn’t budge no matter how much she moaned, clung to him, or dug her nails into him—
Especially anything below the waist, she didn’t want to recall at all. But just because she wanted to, didn’t mean she could stop the lingering images that drifted through her mind.
When he had removed his pants and even his undergarments, and that part of him was revealed, Violet had wanted to gather her clothes and run.
She hadn’t even known what was about to happen, but it was a primal kind of fear.
Certainly, up until he had removed his clothes—until the moment he had gently embraced her, pressing kisses over every part of her now completely naked body—Violet had felt fine.
When he teased the sensitive parts of her chest, and with his hands touched intimate places she hadn’t even known could feel anything, Violet ended up letting out a sharp moan.
Even when Aldrick’s masculine fingers pressed into parts too embarrassing to name, Violet only gasped.
She didn’t know what kind of magic he had worked, but she surrendered to that unfamiliar feeling and even started to feel something, however clumsy it was. The dampness between her legs was proof of that.
But the moment he removed his pants, the fear began.
He didn’t offer much explanation. No, he didn’t seem to have the composure for it.
“I want to go inside you, Violet. Is that okay?”
Okay? What is? What do you mean by ‘go inside’? Where? And how?
Violet wanted to respond but couldn’t.
She hadn’t even fully understood his words, but still, she nodded her head without thinking. Because at the very least, he seemed to know what he was doing.
At Violet’s permission, with an expression as if holding back something immense, Aldrick carefully began to push in what was an overwhelming size into her most intimate place.
At that, Violet panicked. But once the flow had begun, it could no longer be stopped.
