7. Assured

Pulling away from Alec, you feel his hand slip off your arm, as you stand up slightly straighter. "Of course I do." You find yourself saying rather confidently. Alec's eyebrow raises slightly but he quickly smiles and says, "Right, I shouldn't have asked." Sighing, you gently shake your head and reply, "No, it's okay. I was a little doubtful but I think that's to be expected before something like this." The King nods understandingly before walking around you. "Well, if you ever get bored, you know where to find me." The blush slightly returns to your face as you hear him make his way down the corridor. Exhaling deeply, you feel your body relax slightly and the nervous feeling finally starts to leave. You turn and head back to Rurik's room then quickly slip back inside. Walking over to the small table, your hands shake slightly as you pour yourself a drink. Though, you're no longer nervous about committing yourself to Rurik, you still have no idea what to expect from the ceremony. Dark wine trickles down the side of your mouth while you hurriedly down the drink. As soon as it's empty you find yourself pouring a second one before raising it back up to your lips. When the last drops of liquid run down your throat, you finally set the glass down, and step back. Wiping wine from your chin, you somewhat unsteadily turn around.

The door seems unusually far away as you hesitantly step towards it. You realize you may have over done it as a wave of dizziness over comes you. Still, you know you can't stay here forever and step forward again. Somehow, you're able to slowly make it through the hallway and down the stairs. The rest of the night is a slight blur as you're met by a group of attendants when you reach the entrance to the hallway. There's a buzzing in your ears and head as you're lead to end of the great hall where Rurik stands waiting. He doesn't seem to take note of your state as his eyes slowly run up and down your body. You feel yourself sway slightly as unheard words are spoken around you. Rurik says something and you quickly reply when he finishes and looks at you expectantly. Despite not really hearing what's going on you seem to recite the right words as Rurik smiles slightly at you. You feel his hand wrap around yours and turn it over so your palm is facing up. A moment later a flash of pain seers across your palm and you gasp as you try to pull out his grip. Rurik tightens his hand around yours and a moment later you feel his other one press on top of your stinging skin. Warm liquid runs down the sides of your hand while Rurik pulls you closer to him. He lips press roughly against your own for a moment before he pulls away and releases your hand.

The pain slowly subsides as he continues to press his palms against yours to stop the bleeding. Rurik steps aside and a moment later someone is helping you bandage the hand. When they're done you precariously follow them to the large table where Rurik is now sitting. You hesitantly take the large seat to Rurik's right side and he places his hand over yours. A large goblet is set before him and drinks deeply from it before handing it over to you. Your stomach turns slightly at the smell of the sweet liquid but you **** yourself to down some of it. Your eyes grow heavy as you slowly set the cup down and lean back into the chair. Eventually, some food is brought out but it seems to do little to curtail the effects of the drink. You're hardly aware of how much time has passed when Rurik finally stands and helps you to your feet. Keeping a tight grip on his arm you unsteadily make your way out of the hall and up the stairs. When you reach the top, you slightly lose your balance, and stumble forward. Rurik quickly grabs onto you to stop your from falling and sighs lightly. A moment later you feel him step behind you as he lifts you up into his arms. Your head sways slightly as you wrap your arms around around his shoulders. Closing your eyes, you lean your head deeply into his chest and feel yourself growing sleepy. Despite the short distance to his room, you managed to slightly doze off. You're quickly startled awake when you feel yourself dropped a short distance to the bed beneath you.

Groaning, you sit up and wince slightly as your head spins. Glancing over, you see Rurik in the process of lifting his shirt up over his head. When his broad torso is revealed you can't help but feel a slight stir inside. Leaning forward, you reach behind your back to try to untie your dress. Your hair falls forward, blocking your vision, as you struggle to reach the ribbons. A moment later a warm hand brushes down your exposed shoulders and grips the clothing covering your back. His other hand grabs the opposite side and the sound of fabric tearing makes you wince slightly. You quickly slip out of the torn dress, however, before you can turn Rurik's hand is on your arm. He pulls you backwards until your head is dangling off the edge of the mattress. Your vision swims slightly as you look up at his large form and watch as he slowly removes his trousers. He steps forward and you close your eyes before obediently opening your mouth. Rurik's warm shaft quickly fills your throat and you feel him lean down over you. Thankfully, he doesn't rest his full weight on you. A moment later you startle slightly when you feel his slick tongue run across your clit. You begin moving your head back and forth as you enjoy the warm feeling coming over. Rurik groans appreciatively when you reach a hand out and slowly cup his large sack. His tongue quickly flicks across your sensitive skin in reciprocation. Moaning slightly, you feel your throat vibrate against his thick shaft as a large orgasm builds up.

You start to pull away but Rurik grabs your legs, holding you down, while he continues stroking you with his tongue. The first climax hasn't finished washing over and you find yourself **** slightly as you struggle under his grasp. Air quickly rushes out of your lungs when he presses more of weight down on your small figure. You feel yourself growing quite dizzy as he is tongue begins moving faster. It's not long before a large tremor courses through your body and Rurik finally pulls away. Inhaling deeply, you keep your eyes closed as the last of the climax fades away. You're still partially hanging over the side of the bed when you feel it shift under Rurik's weight. A small twinge of panic hits you when he begins pushing you further over the edge and you feel yourself falling. Reaching out, your palms just barely touch the floor before he tightens his grip on your legs. Blood rushes to your head as the upper half of your body now dangles above the ground beneath you. Before you have a chance to protest, Rurik moves forward, and rams his large member inside your slick hole. Gasping lightly, you press your palms against the ground to keep yourself steady as he begins thrusting. Despite the slightly uncomfortable position you immediately feel yourself responding to his movements. His fingers dig into your leg as he lifts it up and you obligingly wrap it around his broad waist.

He leans forward slightly and his rough hand cups around your soft breast. Moaning, you arch into him and close your eyes in an attempt to ignore your blurred vision. Rurik keeps a slow, steady, pace while your next orgasm slowly floods through your body. You're slightly relieved when he pulls away and you feel his fingers curl around your arm before he gently lifts you up. He brushes loose hair from your face before helping you lean back against the bed frame. It's a little surprising to see that he can also have a gentler side and you give him a soft smile. Rurik's expression, on the other hand, is slightly strained as if he's struggling to hold back. He gingerly lays down on top of you and you wrap your arms around his shoulder. Leaning forward, you softly whisper in his ear, "It's okay, I'm not _that _fragile." He exhales deeply before smirking slightly and reaching up to grab your arms. In a moment, he's pulled you down further, and your forearms are pinned down by your head. Spreading your legs apart slightly, you feel him lower down further before your tight hole is engulfed again. Rurik doesn't hold back this time and immediately begins forcefully ramming into you. The bed shakes slightly, but his tight grip on your wrists keeps you from sliding away from him.

"Not that rough!" You exclaim, as he continues his ****, unfortunately, he seems too lost in the moment to hear you. After a moment the pain fades slightly and is replaced with a light tingle as your circulation is slightly cut off. You hardly notice this as you're distracted by the pressure building from his movements. He grunts as he roughly slams down onto you before collapsing slightly. "Rurik!" You're barely able to gasp out as his full weight bears down on you. Warmth quickly fills your insides and your body almost involuntarily responds in kind. Sighing deeply, Rurik rolls his warm and slightly sweaty body off you. Taking in a much need breath of air, you exhale slowly before gingerly sitting up. A large pool of liquid has formed under you and your wrists sting slightly as feeling returns to your hands. Glancing over, you see Rurik has put his arms behind his head and closed his eyes. You watch as his broad chest rises and falls with each deep breath. After a moment, he lazily opens on of his eyes and cocks an eyebrow at you. Blushing, you quickly look away then realize how silly it is that you're still slightly shy around him. Pushing hair out of your face, you **** yourself to turn back to him and move over closer. He pulls one of his arms out from behind his head and you slowly lower into it. Closing your eyes, you feel his chest rising again and settle deeper into his embrace.