You Think I Won't Talk? Chapter 713 — The end

The activity after the wedding was to wave at the celebrating people of Dahlka while we made our roundabout way to the Palace. We greeted and smiled at everyone for hours and when sunset was still an hour from being ready we were about to arrive at the Palace.

"Your highnesses you may now take a seat and wait inside comfortably." — The coachman gently announced and with that the hand Zeleskiaz had respected its place on my side went lower around, pulling down with him inside the carriage.

"!? Zel! Control your hands!"

"I can’t, my love... we’ve been married for a few hours and I still cannot feel your warmth properly." — His stare and straightforward sayings made smile and blush, making change the subject so I wouldn’t lose to him so easily.

"Uhm... you look more handso... I like this tie you are wearing..."

"I like having my wife in my arms better."

"~... I also like having this ti for us, my love." — I acknowledged, gently grazing his ready lips while holding the red tie near to my cleavage. Shy, but ready to ask what followed after this. — "So... what is next, Zel? Is there a banquet or anything we must attend?"

"Those will be held all week from tonight... what follows is us."

"... us?"

"Yes... us..." — Giving a light kiss to my nape right below my ear he comnced this little ga of making sure my body knew I was in his hands and how desire filled them with strength. — "Once we arrive we will go our separate ways only to reunite at our wedded chambers." — Explaining it to his smirk was mischievous compared to the loveliness in his voice and his hand tangled with my strands, caressing them as I naturally leaned closer to my man. — "Then... it will only be about us, my love."

"I see..."

"Yes..."

It felt as if we shouldn’t do anything else more than this. Being this near but knowing it was still early had us tense while the carriage kept moving... yet once I was convincing myself to have a bit more patience...

"Your highnesses, we have entered the Palace’s grounds."

"Ah... thank you—" — Was all I was allowed to say to the coachman’s announcent before his hand brought back my visage to kiss relentlessly, savagely... so much he moved around with a swift turn so my back was on the seat now instead of his.

"Hm-fuh... Ze-nn~" — The tongue was so impatient that it made its way forcefully to trace every centitre of my taste, and my hands struggled to wrap around his neck while dizzy with his voracious attack, sucking my breath out... my energy... my will to ever pull apart... and yet his gentle bite was what placed an end to our tangle.

"Hf... I’ll et you in a mont, my love." — He said as the carriage stopped moving. — "I will get down first and help yourself out... then the won will take you away and we’ll reunite at night."

"... I don’t want that now... why kiss like that, Zel~?"

"So you can daydream while we wait, love."

"?! I-I wouldn’t do that!"

"I would. I have... and I will while I wait to stay as eager to get my prize."

He went out, doing as he just have told... but I was embarrassed, frustrated and feeling tingling all over my body so much that I followed quickly after him after gulping down the distress and rushed my way inside with the won while I left him behind. They followed after but between giggles... and later as we moved to my chambers I heard why.

"Fufu~ his highness looked satisfied however..."

"The red of her lips was on him so of course he was, dummy!"

"They say their vows were lovely."

"Lovebirds they are, if you ask myself!"

I acted as if I didn’t hear anything since they seed pleased by the scene. Nonetheless, it was uncomfortable, much more as they prepared the bath, the gown, the oils and the lingerie I was to wear tonight.

Following their care, just as he told ... about an hour later I was ready and was taken to the chambers where I would et him.

My heartbeats were louder than the cheers I heard all day today... and as soon as I entered the dim chamber lit by candles, the servants quietly vowed to leave inside all alone.

"Congratulations, dear Ninth. Have a lovely stay." — They said as the door was closed without letting get a word in since I was too stunned to reply.

"Huh hum— *closes*... thank you..." — I sighed, turning around to look at the wide white mattress and the handkerchief in a golden tray that was probably to be shown tomorrow as a sign of us... consummating our vows. — "Fuh..... now I am getting nervous... I hope it won’t hurt..."

"I would never purposely make it hurt."

"?! You were here!?"

"I said I would wait... and I have been waiting, Anne." — Coming closer I noticed that just as I did, he also was wearing a red robe although below that... I doubt there was any lingerie hiding. — "... I heard you say you are nervous. Why is that?"

"... I have no experience unlike you do and—"

"I have no experience either, love... never have I made love to anyone, Anne... so I am... as nervous as you are..."

No touch, only words and shy stares we were able to pull at this stage, I couldn’t bring myself to look at him properly and instead I gave another step so my chest could stick to his and my hands could grab onto him to support the words I wanted to say. — "I love... that you are my husband now, Zel... although nervous... I am the happiest I’ve ever been."

"... then let show you what I have insanely restrained for so long Anne." — Without asking, without hesitation he pulled up, moving fast to the mattress with already open legs. — "Zel, wait!... uh?"

"I can sll and hear how your heart raced just now, Anne. Do not worry... I will do as I want and love you dearly." — He opened his robe letting see the skin and muscly front, bare under the light of the candles, keeping his lower half covered while one of his hands caressed down my leg and his other intertwined our fingers to lean and kiss mine. — "This handkerchief must leave this chamber soon, Anne... yet I would like to take our ti."

"Our... hm-fu... ti?"

"Yes..." — The way he moved our hands to press my womb made shudder, but there was much more I would keep on trembling for tonight.

He kissed lightly, sweetly... while his hands moved around, making mine touch him while he undressed gently but not fully. Zel’s warm fingers touched my hips learning everything about it, teased my covered nipples and while kissing my neck his hands went lower... below my bellybutton... inside my thin underwear to touch what no one has dared.

"!? Mm... Z-Zel...?"

"Fuhh... It’s fine... I’ll touch only so you can enjoy it, Anne..."

It was breathtaking and humbling as so caresses made flinch... I felt flowing senselessly without effort and the thick of his fingers played nicely and lovingly... making tremble whenever he wanted to be malicious.

"Ah~! Zel... !? Ahnh... fuh... y-your finger...~nh..."

"I know...ha... it’s going in nicely, Anne..."

It was a slow movent yet I loved it... I felt feverish the more I thought it was only his hands, that it wasn’t enough... and I kissed him frustrated, not knowing how to control my legs and moans while I enjoyed it so much.

"Hahff... I’ll use the handkerchief now."

He said in a rush and in a mont, he leaned on my lips to bite them out of a savage kiss distracting from the prickle I felt between my legs.

"Gasp! Nh~ Zel~!" — I groaned, not wanting to let go.

"! Release for a second love... otherwise we cannot move on." — I eventually did as told, guided by his hands, too drunk by pleasure to even notice how long it took him to co back... but once he did...

’Oh my god~... he’s... a beast~nh’

*******

The handkerchief had a little stain of her red. He had even inhaled the taste and sll before letting those waiting outside to take it and fulfil the tradition. The finger he had used inside her was licked again as he ca back. Opening her again so her legs would wrap around him, this ti without the robe or any garnt as it had fallen when he rushed back to her.

"My love, I am taking your lingerie off." — He announced while already doing so. Helping her as she also took off her panties and peeked at the mber pulsating hard for her. — "Don’t look for now... I still need to prepare you for that."

She nodded, red from blush, resuming the kisses while his lips moved down to caress the roundness of her breasts gently and enjoy the shudders of his entranced wife as his hand decided to slip another finger inside the delicate femininity of Marianne.

"Mh~ ha...huff... Zel~" — She gasped, squeezing herself up as well as the man, grabbing onto his golden white strands and back while surrounding him anxiously. — "It’s too much... it burns~"

"! Does it hurt?"

"Nnno~... I feel... I feel like burning up...nh~ ah~ huff..." — Another kind of struggle was told to her now husband, her hips wiggled trying to feel him further and thirst invaded her. One that had her confused about what to do to satiate the needs. — "Zel... love...mmm~ ah... what happened to ~ah?!"

To her movents, Zeleskiaz decided to take out the fingers she was growing attached to. Stuck to her as she embraced him helpless to the sensations. He devoured the tongue she dared to moan such temptation to her careful man’s ear. Moving a tad so her legs would loosen up and so... they could beco one.

He observed as troubled her excited gasp as he made a path, moving slowly but at a continuous pace that made her more drunk in the pleasure the man marvellously provided.

"Ha..ah! Zel!" — She called him, entranced, feeling a bit of pain but a pleasurable one she accepted without care.

"Kh... Anne... my love..." — He said in heat, obsessed with the troubled expression of the wife as he charged more and more... every ti more ambitious to make her tremble many tis uncontrollably so she wouldn’t know about herself anymore.

"Hng~ Zhel~!" — Handled passionately, she cried, squeezing him as the pace and hardness made her crazy with hunger. Devouring his tongue as sothing more was learned at a small pause. — "ngh~... fuh... love~..."

He ca inside the already exhausted Marinne... yet once would not be enough for the man.

"Hm? Ah... you’re..ah! Still moving~nh~?"

"Yes, huff..." — He smiled starting to bite her and suck on the skin of her shoulders.

"Nh~ no~ ah! Nnn~ Zhel...~"

"Haah yes, bite too, love~ ah.... Nh!"

"Ah!"

"I love you, Anne... huff hah... god I ... nhph!"

"Ah! Zel, love! It’s~nh~ too hot~!"

*******

"..."

’I... was supposed to be nervous... but oh my god...’ — I was unable to move and had no strength... his chest was all I could see right now as he had naked in his embrace. — ’I-I think... he’s still inside ...’

It felt outrageous to even rember last night... to even think THAT was our first night together...

’We obviously needed to be married before doing all of that... he was right...’ — I thought while still out of it but quite awake because of hunger. Even so, asking for food would be unnecessary for near the entrance breakfast was served... but still it seed so far from my hand...

"... food..." — I muttered. Knowing that I wouldn’t be able to free myself if he didn’t let ... yet I felt THAT between my legs move a little and then as I peeked up...

"My love, good morning."

"Good morning... mh! Ah... w-wait don’t move! You’re still in...!"

"I know... let’s do it a few tis before breakfast."

"?! Hn~ n-no... I’m sensitive..."

"I’ll be gentle."

"Nh~ Zel~..."

He did say a few tis... it wasn’t once... nor twice...

"I’ll bring you your food."

"You’d better do! Goodness! Have so rcy on !"

"I do, my love~"

"It doesn’t look like you do, Zel!"

"Yet I do... after we eat I will do sothing that will make it all better, I promise."

"... alright."

We ate while cuddled, we whispered to each other love while tired in our mattress... until I had the ’great’ idea of asking for this that would make feel better he promised he would do.

"So? How are you going to make it all better, Husband of mine~?"

"... you should rest a little more, love."

"Hm~ nope. I want to know hehe~ what is it? Are you going to bring us dessert?"

He sat and looked at my body from top to bottom ignoring my guess. Making shy although I am confident I have a great figure but the many bites and hickeys we both had were troubling now... and he smirked moving downwards, tracing my leg with his finger to then lean where he shouldn’t.

"!? Zel! What are you doing— ah~!?" — He opened easily and started licking where he shouldn’t.

Although I was against it I later enjoyed it like crazy... which is even crazier... at so point I lost track of ti... because like this, I think days went by.

"... after having so much "love" I might end up pregnant, Zel." — Almost used to the unending sex I ended up saying one day while lying in bed... a bed I haven’t left at all ever since our first night only so they would change them for clean ones.

"Nh~ that would be nice."

"What? I was... I was joking..."

"I am not. If you get pregnant... I would love that."

"... how many children would you like us to have?" — I swallowed the retort of ’you say that because it isn’t you with a baby inside’ and asked that instead, knowing that it wasn’t sothing I really wanted to say. Hoping he would say sothing a bit more grounded this ti.

"As many as we can."

"... Alright, I love you but we need to stop for a second there."

"I love you too, my love."

"Hehe... ahem! No, do not distract with that handso face again! How many children would you like us to have? Be serious this ti."

"I am serious... as many as we can... and as many as your body is allowed without endangering your life, Anne. That’s what I would like."

"Oh... Th-thats better..."

"Haha... how many would you like, my love?"

"... I-I... I would like two at least..."

"Two at least we will have."

"... if they have your eyes they will be quite lovely children."

"I would like them to be won and to resemble you, love."

"?! Both won? And why would you like them to look like ~ that first bit is unexpected~"

"Because I will want to protect them more eagerly."

"Hm~... because they look like ?"

"Yes."

"Will you protect them if they don’t resemble but you instead?"

"Yes, because... we made them and you will love them too. I also will."

"... Interesting."

I didn’t get pregnant that day but slowly the conversations we used to have changed into those of building our life. Making us more and more a pair of daydrears... which made this marriage more exciting.

We only joined the last day of the banquets for our wedding. My parents and Zeleskiaz’s were all there as well. A rry celebration it was for after that the Spring Ball was to take place. This ti I was announced as "her highness" and the night was enjoyable with laughter and flirtatious escapes with my now husband.

The dance we enjoyed a year ago could never profess this would be us today... and yet the masquerade was the best part of the Ball to co.

We dressed up just like we did that one night in a playful mindset. I recognised him from afar in the hall and smiled at him while gulping down the sweetest wine in my hand. The balcony was the one I could recall... yet this ti I t him quietly, not humming an unsuitable song for encountering the love of my life.

"My lady." — He said... smiling as he stepped closer with the mask covering his face.

"Good lord, I advise you not to give another step... a married woman I am. Your intentions will not end well."

"... haha... is that so? Do you love that lucky man?"

"Yes... with all of my heart and soul."

"... I love you, Marianne."

"Tell more, my love."

"... later... I think we will talk lots so... let us have a dance now."

The happiest, the most precious life... finally, I am able to love and be loved... to build the ho and the empire with those I love.

Soon... I will bring life to this realm, he has yet to know... but he will be his father’s best friend, owning his hair and his mother’s eyes... never in my life have I been more glad.

As Marianne... as Elizabeth... what a ssy but fun future we surely have in our hands. These days... may as well repeat themselves in a novel to eternity if this world decides it... for in the end I would repeat it all to hold my family’s hand like this again with a whole heart... with a whole soul... with my own voice...

"What are your thoughts? You beca quiet, Anne, love. It is unlike yourself."

"My love... I bet you never thought I would be one to talk this much, did you?"

"? I don’t think I ever thought about that."

"Then... do you think I don’t talk enough?"

"What is ever enough? I just love you whole, Anne."

That’s right... I would bet for myself a million tis only to live this life.

"So... how about... I tell you about a little secret? One kept in my womb?"

This story, I’ll make it the happiest for us.

— The end.