Lady Dhampir
Chapter 135

The Princess woke up very slowly.

A pair of fingers was gently caressing her back, slowly going up and down her spine. Milena woke up, her eyes blinded by the ray of sunlight coming into the room for a second. Her body felt heavy. She was lying on her stomach on the mattress, her head turned towards the edge of the bed. She didn't even feel like moving for a few seconds. Actually, she could still feel the slight burn from last night between her legs and her sore muscles, too. She let out a long sigh. How much had she slept? The fingers on her back stopped and gentle lips speckled kisses on her shoulder.

"Good Morning, my wife."

"Good Morning, husband... How late is it?"

"Late? It's our honeymoon. My beloved wife can sleep as much as she wants."

Milena smiled. Indeed, it was. They had refused to go anywhere due to the current situation. A proper honeymoon wouldn't have been appropriate, but at least, they had gotten a couple of days off for themselves. She closed her eyes again. Her body felt a bit strange, still suffering the consequences of the previous night. She was no longer a virgin and she could feel it... Something felt wrong, though. Milena turned her eyes the other way.

Rayan was lying on his flank, holding his head, one elbow on the mattress and the other hand busy caressing her bare back again.

"...The bedsheets are cleaned?"

"They changed it a few hours ago. You were sleeping soundly, you didn't even wake up."

Milena was shocked. How tired must she have been to not even feel Rayan carrying her around? Moreover, the servants had seen this... Well, at least with the dirty sheets, no one would dare to claim this wedding hadn't been consummated. She was glad to have slept in clean sheets, too.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, frowning a little.

"Mh... Nothing I won't heal from."

"Aside from marrying me?" He chuckled.

Milena rolled her eyes with a smile. Rayan and his humor...

The Prince leaned over, and she raised her head a little. Their lips met in-between for a long, sweet morning kiss. Milena blushed a bit, but this wasn't their first kiss; although it did feel a bit different. Sure enough, it went on longer than usual.

Rayan moved over her and she rolled on her back to welcome him, wrapping her arms around his neck and caressing his back where her fingers could reach. She felt his body cover hers, their skin touching. He was just lukewarm, but she was already too hot. He gently brushed her hair with his fingers and prolonged their kiss, using his tongue, making it deeper. Milena shivered in pleasure. Indeed, their kisses no longer had the same taste of f*******n fruit. Instead, it felt like something a bit spicier, with a hidden meaning both shared like a secret... and the temptation.

She felt her husband's body react to her, against her thigh. Rayan interrupted their kiss, groaning. Milena smiled, a bit amused.

"Don't you mock your poor husband," he said.

"My husband left me n***d while I could have worn a nightgown and avoided this."

"First, a piece of fabric isn't going to stop the desire I have for my wife. Secondly, since I will react to you sleeping regardless of if you're dressed or n***d, I'd rather have you naked." "So naughty."

Seeing Milena do that cute pouting expression with her lips, Rayan flinched.

"Stop doing that, wife, or I swear I'm not going to be able to control my actions," he groaned.

Milena chuckled, but she pushed him off of her, to fall on his flank, and sat up. She grimaced, feeling her sore muscles from the previous night's vigorous exercise.

Truthfully, it hadn't even been that long, but the violent ramming inside her still threw some painful echoes across her whole body. It wasn't that bad, however. The burn in-between her legs had somewhat subsided and she could sit if she ignored her lower back pain.

While Rayan sighed and laid down, Milena looked around. The room was lit with daylight, but the curtain of their canopy bed was only letting a bit of it through, probably to spare her husband. All of the light was going to her, warming her pale skin. They had probably been careful with the position of their bed...

Her eyes fell on the tray at the end of her bed. So breakfast had been brought in, too? Or more like a brunch, since there was so much... Milena got on all fours to go and grab it, letting the bedsheets that were covering her fall, well aware this exposed her n***d body to her husband's line of sight. She only meant to tease him a little with this, but instead, she heard him chuckle. Soon enough, his hand came between her legs to caress her thigh.

"Rayan!" She protested, surprised by his sudden touch.

"You're the one tempting me," he retorted.

"Hands off," Milena insisted with a stern tone, sending a glare back.

Despite his grouchy expression, the vampire prince sighed and put his hands behind his head, lying back down. As soon as he couldn't see her anymore, Milena smiled. He really liked her body... And she liked to use that fact against him. Sure, she was playing with fire, but it was even funnier than what she would have expected.

She grabbed the tray to put it on the bed and checked the contents. It actually matched her tastes more than she thought. The hot drink had the fruity aroma of red fruits and there was her favorite brown bread too. She noticed the bowl of fresh fruits, including her favorite raspberries. She began eating by picking a couple of those, slowly. Maybe because she was still tired from the previous day, or hadn't eaten enough since, filling her mouth with this freshness was amazing. She let the taste linger on her tongue and ate slowly.

Rayan was watching each of her movements with burning eyes. The Prince was mesmerized by his new wife. The sight of a n***d Milena, sitting in the velvet sheets of their bed, and eating fruits from her fingertips, felt like spying on a Goddess. Her raven locks were falling like a waterfall on her back and breasts, her lips getting redder with each bite. She wasn't just beautiful, she had an indecent level of beauty. Did she even know what she could do to the poor mortal men around? How many, like him, had been reduced to fantasizing about that alluring body? Rayan couldn't decide if his misery had been put to an end or had gained another level of t*****e. His craving for her was bottomless, and now, he had her within his reach. He was going to see that woman every day, every night, and resist the urge to make love to her every second of it...

"Are you hungry?" She suddenly asked.

Her voice was still a little bit rasp from all her moaning and crying the previous night... Moreover, she certainly wasn't talking about food. Rayan smiled, his fangs appearing.

"I'm fine. I don't want to exhaust my bashful wife."

"Bashful?" Repeated Milena, frowning.

"Bashful."

She wasn't too happy with that word. She didn't like that he underlined her lack of experience, or her poor performance the previous night. Her pride wasn't too fond of that. She put down her food, staring at him.

"How dare you call me bashful?" She said. "And exhausted, too? Aren't you satisfied?"

"I'm very satisfied. Still not sated, but last night was just fine," he answered, realizing what switch he had pulled.

Milena's competitive mind had taken over. She wasn't kidding when she said she intended to improve and fast. One thing she hated was for her skills to be underestimated. In bed or with a g*n, she didn't want anyone to insinuate she was lacking. "Not sated?" She repeated.

Milena climbed over, ignoring her breakfast to suddenly sit on his lap. Rayan's body stiffened a bit. He glanced at the abandoned tray of food.

"You aren't done eating," he said.

"My husband said he's not satisfied either," she retorted.

He smirked. Milena's fierce side was coming out. Yet, he was intrigued. It was their first time, how could it have been perfect? It was already quite amazing they had matched so well despite not knowing each other's bodies. Were those few words of his enough to annoy the princess to this point? It was awfully tempting to taunt her a bit more, if he wasn't so worried about her body...

Yet, still straddling him, she put her hands on his bare torso, making him shudder and extremely excited. Milena smiled like a demoness, feeling her husband's m*****d react to her touch. "Milena..."

"Shut up," she said. "You're the one who provoked me."

He closed his mouth instantly. So she knew. She knew exactly what he was doing, just like he knew she had been taunting him on purpose... Would they ever get tired of those games? He really hoped not. He wanted both of them to always be this hot, stubborn and sexy for each other.

Her hands went dangerously low, her fingertips caressing his abs. He shivered again and put his hands on her thighs, caressing her skin, too. It was like a race to see who would get excited faster. Needless to say, the prince was losing ground fast. How could he not, when Milena's exposed body was so close? He gasped.

"You're still..."

"Rayan, shut up."

Her order had him shut his mouth right away, and he did like that. Her majestic tone was another thing he liked. She could order him around and he'd gladly obey. There was something incredible in being subjected to a woman, just one woman, the only one who could order him around...

As she placed herself upon him, he let out a long sigh of relief. He hadn't said it, but he loved her body. The way she clamped down on him, the smell she emitted when she was aroused, and how the blood would rush to her cheeks reddened even her shoulders. Milena began moving on him and he was fascinated. She was fierce and stubborn. Enough to straddle him on their second time together and take the reigns. Moreover, it was... strangely satisfying. There was hesitation in her movements. She didn't know their bodies well enough yet.

"Mh..."

He began moving, too. Answering her movements with his hips, colliding their bodies together. She grabbed his shoulders to hold on to as their movements became more savage. Rayan kept going, focused. She was still tight around him and he only hoped she wasn't about to get hurt out of stubbornness...

"Ah!"

He smiled and had her fall backwards, getting on top of her again and moving. Milena was reacting to it, moaning louder than the previous night. He could tell she liked it. He wanted to accelerate, to carve himself into her. Sully her insides and mark her as his forever... He got wilder, unable to resist. He liked this too much. Her body under his, her bouncing breasts, and the loud moans. Rayan was dying to drive her crazy, as crazy as he was about her.

Milena had managed to make him lose control. He began breathing loudly, his hands grabbing the sheets beside her head, his lower half's movements going rogue.

"Uh... Rayan, slow... down... hm..."

He couldn't. He knew she was enjoying this and couldn't deal with the sensation. Her moaning voice was the worst, just making him go crazier. Her wet insides were holding on to him and he rammed faster. She grabbed his arm, scratching him, but he didn't care. It was s*x, bare and rough. The bed kept creaking under them, but Rayan accelerated again. Milena was going crazy. The pain gone, she could only feel his manhood messing her up inside, the pleasure surging. She couldn't even recognize her own voice. Her legs held her husband's body against her entrance shamelessly, wanting more, craving more. She felt like another door had been opened and she'd never want to close it again.

It felt good. It felt good, despite the leftover pain from the previous night. Her body was adjusting fast and the pain was nothing compared to the pleasure between her legs. She arched her head backwards, feeling it coming. She moaned again, in the most enticing way possible, and tried to give her all to it. Rayan was groaning loudly, showing no sign of slowing down. They were like animals, mating savagely.

"Oh... Rayan, Rayan..."

She was driving him crazy. He knew Milena was learning fast and she began clamping on him intentionally. He could tell what she was doing, despite her body trembling under him. He groaned even louder and kept going, feeling their peak coming. Milena began before him, her cries suddenly changing pitch. She forcefully grabbed him, her body trembling, as he came too, in a long groan of relief.

The seconds passed slowly as they both calmed down.

Rayan sighed and came over her, kissing her lips, her cheeks, her neck.

"I'll never, ever have enough of this..." He whispered.

"Yeah... I liked it too."

He smiled and kissed her some more. He was still inside her, reluctant to part. However, this time, he was truly worried she'd be too exhausted. Their honeymoon wasn't over yet but the princess could use a break...

He pulled himself off and sat in front of her. Just as he witnessed Milena's body, her insides still dripping, he sighed and covered her with the bedsheet, making her chuckle.

"Fine, you're winning," he sighed. "Please, don't go provoking me like this again..."

"I'll try to play nice," she chuckled, sitting up.

She grimaced as she took a vertical position, making him worry. He moved to sit closer to her.

"Are you hurt?"

"No, I just feel a bit... gross. I didn't think it'd feel so sticky... I want to take a bath."

"We'll ask the maids once you're done eating."

She nodded and Rayan wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to sit against him. Now, he was back to sitting against the bed's headboard as she was resting against him, her legs going the other way. Milena grabbed some food, apparently still hungry. Or maybe their passionate, early love-making had awoken her appetite.

"Although I'll try to be patient, I do still intend to make love to you when I can," he said.

"I know. I wouldn't expect anything less."

"...Is it because you want a child?"

Milena's hand froze over her food and fell. She wasn't upset, just really thinking about his words.

"No. I do want a baby, but... I think I'd have agreed to it anyway. I mean, the s*x does feel good. I'll only have to push you away when I feel too tired or don't feel like it."

"Mh... I hope that won't happen too often. I'm glad you like it..."

"I do."

Satisfied with her response, he let her eat some more while gently kissing her shoulders as she ate, trying not to hinder her too much. Still, those few words had the two of them thinking. They had looked forward to their wedding so much and addressed so many issues before, now it felt a bit strange to have to think of other issues...

"Rayan?"

"Yes?"

"...Do you want children? I mean, aside from the whole heir issue. If we had been commoners, for example, would you have wanted to have a child with me, so soon?"

It wasn't like they didn't have contraception methods. Although a Dhampir body was the one mystery the medical world faced with Milena, for all other women the knowledge of female bodies, human or vampire, was rather well known. She could probably delay her child bearing if there had been a need for it, and she knew some of her female friends would probably do so, in order to focus on their professional success before having to take care of children.

For Milena though, the uncertainty of being able to bear a child was bothering her too much, and she wouldn't have agreed to take any contraception. However, she still wanted to know Rayan's thoughts on the subject. After all, he was the one she was going to have children with... After a long while, he chuckled.

"What is so amusing?"

"Not amusing, just... I tried to imagine it, for a minute. I think I'd love to have a daughter as cute as you... Or even a son. They'd be so cute. Yes, I do want children, if they are yours, Milena. Though, I would be fine if you didn't want to. I don't want you to be concerned about that, I'll support your choice, whatever it is." "My choice...?"

"I don't want you to have the pressure to bear me an heir at any cost. Before being a prince or a princess, it will be our child. I don't want to use you or my children for politics. If we have children, I want it to be because we both desired them, not for any other reason."

Milena slowly nodded, really liking that answer of his. She resumed eating, thinking about it in a more light-hearted way. "...Milena, can I ask you something you may not like?"

"What?"

"If... if you had been sure you could have children as easily as other women, do you think you'd want a baby so badly?"

"...yes," she answered, without thinking twice about it. "I mean... I just... before my family doctor said it might be hard for me to conceive, I had always imagined myself having children with my future husband. I felt like my world was shattered when I heard I might have difficulties..."

"They said that?"

She slowly nodded.

"Rayan, it's not something we have made public, and I wanted to keep this a secret, but... There is no known pregnancy of a dhampir, and... my body is different from a human and vampire woman."

"It's alright."

He gently kissed her neck.

"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll become a mother in no time... Plus, we are both very dedicated to trying, right?"

"...That's your favorite part, isn't it?"

He chuckled.

"Maybe a bit. Now, however, my wife should eat, if you want to ever get back to practice..."

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