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Spellbound: The Hidden Chapters	By : LadyPhoenix99 Category: S through Z > Spellbound Views: 1638 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Okay... yet another of those hidden chapters in my novel lol. One of my favorite pairings. The ever strong and powerful and unwavering pairing of Adair Hart and his wife Aurora. This is the first time I have written about someone losing their innocence. It's a different experience for everyone... but Adair is understanding and loving all the way... ~_^

Remember- this chapter won't be in the actual novel, it's exclusive here :P

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Sweet Innocence

Aurora felt the gentle brush of Adair’s hands upon her shoulders as she placed her cloak upon the hook on beside the closet door. She passed a soft smile up at him from over her shoulder, patting his hand before moving to glance out the window overlooking the kingdom. The sun had set long ago, and the moon’s light danced over the ground. It still had yet to sink in that she was officially going to be queen of this land. The secret wedding ceremony she had just returned from still seemed like it was only a dream.

“Hey, are you all right?”

She glanced behind her once more at her husband and took a slight breath before casting a smile at him. “I am all right, Adair. Just a little nervous I suppose.”

“I guess the thought of being a queen could be a little nerve racking,” Adair returned softly, brushing his thumb just under her jaw as he placed a kiss upon her forehead. “I am sure you will make a wonderful queen, though.”

Aurora’s eyes closed as she smiled her first genuine smile in a long time. Her true reason to her nervousness had been lost to the young prince which she found a bit odd, yet comforting at the same time. Her lower lip found itself trapped in her teeth as she took a step back and returned to the window. There was a soft sigh as she glanced out over the land again. “Adair, I have lived with the knowledge that I would have to, one day, assume lead over my clan. Though becoming queen is a bit more of a responsibility, it is not exactly what has me nervous.”

Adair arched an eyebrow at her, confused. If becoming queen is not making her nervous, then… “May I ask what is?”

She nipped at her lip again, looking down in an attempt to hide the blush that colored her cheeks. So many things she had faced in her life, battle, torture, death-including a near death experience of her own; she thought she could handle anything that came her way. There was one thing she had not counted on: facing her innocence.

“Aurora?” Concern grew in his voice as Adair turned her to face him and lifted her face to his. “Talk to me love, what is wrong?”

“I…” Aurora took a breath and made another attempt to speak. “I am afraid I am not… experienced… in certain things.” She caught the confused look in his eyes as he thought over her words. “I… I have never…” Shaking her head, she looked down at her clasped hands in front of her before allowing her gaze to glance idly at the bed.

Adair followed her gaze and her meaning finally sank in. Breathing a sigh of relief, he pulled her closer to him and held her against his body. “It is all right, Aurora. You have nothing to worry about. We do not even have to tonight. I would prefer you to be comfortable with it than make it seem I was duping you into something you were not sure you wanted.”

“It is not that I do not want to,” Aurora assured him as she turned her deep lapis lazuli eyes up at him. “I do, very much…”

“But?”

“But… at the moment, I am suddenly wishing I had been a little more attentive when Sapphira shared her stories of such things,” she admitted with a smile.

Adair laughed quietly. “I am certain you will be fine, Aurora. My vows were to keep you in comfort; it applies to this as well as far as I am concerned. I love you. I will not rush you. I am a patient man.”

“I know. I just-” Her concern was cut off as his lips met her own.

“Shh,” he whispered, placing a finger lightly over her lips when he pulled back. “You have no need to worry.”

“It will not... hurt?” She wanted to kick herself for sounding so timid and unsure. She had been born with a Power that made her far superior to many other beings in Eudora, and yet, she was sounding like a frightened child.

Adair looked down. “I cannot promise it will not,” he started after taking a breath and looking up at her again. “But I can promise that I will do everything I can to prevent it.”

“That is all I can ask of you, then, Adair,” Aurora said softly. She reached up and touched the side of his face. “I trust you,” she added breathlessly before lightly pressing her lips to his once more.

The kiss was slow and tentative; chaste to start. Aurora’s eyes closed and she slipped her arms around his neck. A feel of warm comfort filled her as his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to him. As the warmth crept up her body, she began to feel bolder with each kiss.

Adair could not help but smile when he felt her fingers twirl in his shoulder length hair. He pulled back slightly, breath heavier under the building passion. He wanted this to be as comfortable for her as possible. Of course, he wanted it to be memorable as well. Looking around, he spotted his desk and an idea formed in his head. He flashed her a “trust me” look as he picked her up and carried her over to the desk, placing her down gently upon it and swiping papers and books to the floor. He merely grinned at her again when a puzzled expression crossed her face.

Carefully, he nudged her knees apart and stepped between her legs, pressing the thin shift she wore toward her hips as he pulled her closer to him again. Her breath hitched as she nervously reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, bowing her head to hide her blush once again. A shiver of excitement swept up her spine as his hands caressed her arms before moving over her shoulders and to her neck, lifting her face to his with gentle pressure from his thumbs upon her chin.

He marveled at the softness of her lips. He could not remember ever kissing lips so soft before in his life. The taste of them made him want more. He knew he had to go slower with her than any others he’d had in his past. He knew she would be counting on him to guide her for once in the time they had known each other. Adair gently suckled her lower lip before moving just slight enough to brush his tongue against her teeth, begging silently for permission. There was a small hesitation before she pulled down the wall and granted him access.

Gently, his tongue caressed hers, sweeping around, almost hugging it before exploring the rest of her mouth, pulling back just slight enough to allow her to catch her breath from time to time. There was a soft vibration as she gave a faint moan and wrapped her arms around his neck again, her fingers running through the length of black and red hair. She gasped softly as his lips trailed from her lips to her jaw. He felt her cringe when he reached the base of her sensitive neck.

Adair pulled back and gazed over her, brushing her hair away from her face as his eyes roamed back down to the scar that remained from a battle that nearly claimed her life only a few days before. He could feel how the mark left her sub-conscious of her look. A brief flash of fury ignited in his spirit at the thought of how she had been left for dead. Gingerly, he passed his fingertips over the scar, keeping his eyes locked to hers. Slowly, deliberately, Adair tilted his head to her neck once more and placed a kiss upon the scar.

If I ever find the ones who did this to her, Ra help them, he thought protectively.

Aurora let her head fall back in abandon as she succumbed to his kisses. His hold on her alone left her feeling protected and safe. She found a sense of freedom in finally being able to surrender herself to someone so completely. She trusted him in a way she hardly trusted anyone. She found herself wanting to give to him more than she ever thought she could.

He felt her tremble and her arms circled tightly around him when the soft pads of his fingertips brushed over the roughness of the scars on her back. No one but Dorian, the friend who became her doctor, knew of those wounds. She had done everything she could to prevent them from being seen. Now, however, she would have no choice but to reveal them.

“Aurora, what…?” Adair’s eyes shown with barely held tears as his fingers continued to trace over the outlines. “This is from the same attack?” He watched her close her eyes and nod her head. Several emotions flooded over him as he gripped her as tightly as he dared. “Do they still hurt?”

“Sometimes,” she admitted softly.

“Are you sure you still want this?”

“More sure than anything in my life,” she whispered, keeping her head lowered.

“Then I suppose the bed is out,” he murmured, his warm breath ghosting over her ear.

Aurora loosened her grip on him long enough to pull back with another puzzled expression on her face. Her spot upon the desk set her eye to eye with him and she took advantage of that position. As she fell deep inside his crimson gaze, her confusion slowly began to slip away. There, she found that he cared not about her marred back or her disfigured neck. She found his deep rooted need to avenge the injustice he had learned was done to her, but aside from all that…

His eyes shown with the brightest and most sincere love, adoration, and devotion she had only partially experienced once before. She knew Adair’s feelings ran far deeper than Syrus’ had. As deeply as she had cared for the former Chosen One, she knew Adair was truly the one Fate had chosen for her.

This revelation fueled her passion and she brought his lips to hers once more. Her kisses though timid at first, but slowly grew as he allowed her to explore the warmth of his mouth. She tasted a hint of cinnamon and felt exhilarated. Her tongue danced alongside his, letting him take the lead only to be shown what to do before attempting to massage his tongue with the tip of her own. His arms kept her near him possessively as one hand slid up her back, over her neck and to the clip in her hair, releasing it. Freed, her hair fell in waves over her shoulders and down her back. Instantly, his fingers lost themselves into a sea of red and gold causing her to release his lips and let her head fall back in abandon once more.

His lips roamed over her neck and collarbone, creating delicious thrills within her body. Almost absentmindedly, she felt her body scoot closer to him. There was a soft gasp when she could feel the hardness he kept restrained inside his pants pressed against her abdomen. Her hands drifted from around his neck and down his arms as she lifted her head so their lips could meet again. She shivered with delight when she felt his caress trail from her back and over her hip, following the curve of her body until his hand cupped just behind her knee, bringing it up slightly and resting it atop the arm of a nearby chair. Once in place, he made the deliberate trip back up her leg to her shoulder where he lightly tugged up the sleeve of her shift, causing it to fall loosely off her shoulder and expose one of her soft, supple breasts.

“Ah!” she gasped in a hushed tone when she felt his tongue circle around the sensitive tip, sparking it to life and sending waves of heated energy down her spine. She felt his hand careful on her back as he braced her to help keep her balanced on the desk as he continued his sweet assault. Her fingers found their way to the top of his head, gripping his hair slightly and urging him on, enjoying the sensations he was stirring. She loved what he was doing, loved how careful he was treating her. There was no struggle from her when he pressed the other side of the nightgown off the opposite shoulder. In a matter of moments, he had begun to drive her crazy once more.

He released a groan as her hips moved against him as a reaction to his ministrations. His actions slowed, however, when her felt her timid fingers slide over the smoothness of his waistcoat. He looked down as the buttons and ties were removed and he let go only long enough to shed it and his shirt. His bared chest shown in the candlelight and Aurora could not resist placing her hand over his quickly beating heart.

Her light touch began driving him mad with desire. He wanted desperately to make this as comfortable as possible for her, but he knew the desk would not truly be the best place for him to take his time and be as careful as he needed to be. As if sensing his thoughts, she lifted his chin to look into his eyes before giving a gentle kiss to his lips.

“It is all right,” she whispered. “I will not feel the pain in my back, for I am too caught up in the sensations you are driving through me.”

It was all he needed to hear from her. She gave a soft gasp and her head fell to his shoulder as his hands cupped her soft, round derriere and lifted her from the desk. Carefully, he held her against him as the thin shift she wore fell to the floor before she nervously circled her legs around his waist. He groaned again as she was pressed again his painfully hard member, but he managed to keep his grip and slowly make his way to the king sized bed.

The coverlet was feather soft as he gently placed her down, bracing himself by placing one knee on the bed between her thighs and keeping both hands flat on the bed just above her shoulders. Her arms remained around his neck as she urged him closer to taste his lips again. His nose caught the light scent of lilac from the scented bath she had taken prior to their wedding and he breathed it deep. Slowly he moved so his hard, lean form covered her body. Quickly, he began to claim her neck with hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses that left her panting; pleading. Moving lower, he circled the heated flesh of her chest with his tongue before he took her breast; his lips covering the nipple, suckling gently. The sensations stirred a groan from her as she gripped his hair lightly enough to keep his head in place yet not hurt him as her head rolled side to side. Her eyes closed and she whimpered with the passion he was once again building.

“Oh Ra,” she breathed, her back arching. She felt soft vibrations as he chuckled around her nipple and she jumped at the feeling. She felt her body thrumming with her almost overpowering need to have him take her. Never before had she even imagined anything could feel like this. She shivered and trembled beneath his knowledgeable fingers. Uncontrollably, she felt her hips buck against him.

Adair glanced up at her from her breast. Her reaction to him nearly made his head spin off its axis and he swallowed hard to regain control of his senses. Slowly, deliberately, he ran his fingers over her bare leg, creating a feather-light touch that made her buck against him again. The movement made him groan and close his eyes. He loved touching her. He longed for more, but forced himself to wait. He felt her breath quicken as his fingers made their slow approach to her inner thigh. He felt her tremble with anticipation and confusion. She cried out softly with a jolt when his finger slid between the moist folds of her womanhood. His touch teased her, searing her and shaking her to the core as the delicious waves of euphoria thrilled over her body, causing her back to arch off the bed again. Her grip on his biceps tightened and her eyes squeezed shut as she lost herself to the feeling. His teasing and enticing sent her to a place where there was no other feeling. No feeling except for the glorious feel of his hands upon her.

When he slid over the hard nub between her thighs, her body was slammed with a sudden rush of heat that moved like a shockwave throughout her body. Her body arched and tensed. She moved her hands to fist the blankets out of fear of hurting him with her grip as she cried out and whimpered again at the sensation.

“Adair!” Her panted plea brought his face up to smile at her again.

“Are you all right?”

Her body shuddered and trembled beneath him as she slowly opened her eyes with a wonder-filled gaze. “So… much… heat...” She tried desperately to gather her voice so she could speak. “Feels… so good, Ra, Adair, please, don’t stop…”

“Don’t worry,” he whispered. “It gets even better.”

Aurora could not get her head wrapped around the idea of anything being even better than what she was feeling at the moment. She realized she was wrong, however, when she felt him slide a slick finger inside of her. Her face flushed and she bit down on her lip attempting to hold back the cry she felt building as his finger explored the moist folds inside her body.

Adair knew he could not just enter her without warning. He promised her he would do what he could to ease any possible pain. He knew to do that, he had to prepare her somehow. He eased himself away from her breasts and began a slow trail of kisses over her firm abdomen. All her years of training had done amazing things to her body. He had been with, and seen, many a slender woman in his time, but none appealed to him as deeply as she did. The soft sounds of her moans and quickened breaths urged him to continue his gentle assault on her senses. Lightly, he kissed a heart shape pattern around her naval before he moved still lower.

Her cry could no longer be contained when she felt his tongue lightly pass over her sensitive nub before his mouth claimed her innermost place. The cry wanted to come out again, but she had lost her breath to his warm, moist kisses. Her world rocked when he slipped a second slick finger within her, scissoring and moving them gently, but in sync with his mouth. Her womanhood convulsed and shuddered, sending shockwaves rolling over her body once more. She felt her face burning and her back arched again as his tongue swept over her, teasing and exploring her at the same time. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest with such ferocity she feared it would burst. She fisted the coverlet again, it being the only thing keeping her nails from biting into her palms with the fierceness of her reaction to him. She gasped for breath as the swirling heat in her middle reached out over her again. Behind her closed eyes, she saw stars and streaking lights as her body was slammed with the explosion of ecstasy.

“Oh Ra!” she screamed out, suddenly thankful the walls were made of stone.

Adair kept his fingers in place, feeling her muscles contracting around them as he pulled his head back and gazed upon her face. Sweat beaded her brow; her deep blue eyes remained closed as she tried desperately to regain her composure. Only when she had calmed and quieted, did he attempt to move his fingers within her again. He smiled at the soft whimper she breathed out at the movement. He was far from done, but yet far from ready at the same time.

Aurora felt her hips buck slightly from the bed as his fingers expertly began to scissor within her again. She felt the gentle stretching as he prepared her for more. Slowly opening her eyes, she reached out an arm to him. Willingly, he came to her, pressing his lips to hers. He breathed around the kiss, his arousal hardening still more at the feel of her breasts soft against his chest. Aurora was hesitant at first with the kiss. Her tongue grazed over his lips, tasting her own ardor alongside the delicious cinnamon she had tasted earlier. It was a unique blend, but in the end, she did not allow that to stop her from allowing him to kiss her deeply and fully once more. She closed her eyes and savored him in the same way he had savored her.

He heard the soft whimper as he withdrew his fingers from her in an attempt to hold her tighter against him. His tongue delved into her mouth, exploring the moist cavern once more. She jumped slightly when she felt his hips grind against her own. He was being slow and deliberate; doing what he needed to revive the fire he had sparked within her just moments ago. He pulled back slightly and gazed into her eyes.

She sat up when he moved off the bed long enough to hesitantly undo the button of his trousers and allow them to fall to the floor. She stared, wide-eyed as his manhood became visible to her for the first time. Her heart began to race and a small ebbing of fear slid into her mind as she realized what was to come. Swallowing hard she tentatively reached out to him.

Adair stepped closer to her reach, clenching his teeth to hold back a groan when her timid fingers grazed the tip of his head exploring with her sweet innocence. He began to wonder if it was even possible for him to become harder than he already was. Reaching out, he grabbed for the framework of the canopy bed in an effort to remain standing as her soft fingertips ran over the length of his manhood, exploring him with a child-like wonder in her eyes. As she continued her movements, he knew he would not be able to last much longer. Reaching down, he gently took her hand in his.

Aurora blinked and looked up at him. “Is… is something wrong?”

“No,” he managed to say in a tightly controlled voice, smiling down at her. “No, Aurora, it was good, but I was afraid I would be unable to last much longer if you continued.”

A shy smile brightened her face as she lowered her head and chuckled softly. Adair could not help but marvel at her. Long, golden and red hair tousled and dampened with sweat. Her tanned skin seemed to glow and her kiss-swollen lips tempted him more than anything else had done before. He came closer to her again, kneeling beside her on the bed.

“Aurora… are you sure you are ready?” He watched her eyes close as he ran his fingers through her hair. She gave a soft almost inaudible moan before she nodded to him. Carefully, he eased her back onto the bed and brushed a kiss over her lips. “Just try to relax, okay?”

Aurora nodded again, keeping her eyes closed as his fingertips grazed over her skin and slid over the folds of her womanhood again. A soft cry emanated from her throat and she arched her back slightly. Her small pink tongue passed over her lips and she placed a hand on his arm. Slowly, she swallowed and concentrated on attempting to relax as he had asked of her.

Adair took a breath as he moved himself between her legs. Gently, he urged her to plant her feet flat on the bed, bringing her knees to his hips in an attempt to keep it as easy for them as possible. He knew this position would help him to keep things as comfortable as he possibly could. He felt her quickened breath as his manhood teasingly slid over her, brushing the hardened numb between her thighs, causing her legs to spread slightly wider. He stopped moving when he was positioned directly over her warm and inviting entrance. Once more, he looked up at her face, searching for signs of uncertainty. When he was satisfied that she was truly ready for him, he eased himself inside her, carefully allowing her body to become accustomed to his size. He paused at the resistance he knew was to come and closed his eyes with a prayer.

Aurora’s eyes squeezed tighter and she gasped a small cry of pain when he breached the resistance with one quick thrust. She clutched at him tightly and he wrapped his arms around her, remaining still, waiting for her to show she was ready again. She tried to catch her breath, her eyes remaining closed and her head rested against his shoulder as her tears slowly faded away.

“Are you all right, Aurora?” he asked her in a whisper. There was a moment of hesitation before he felt a nod of her head. “Remember what I said… try to relax, the pain will go away, I promise…”

Aurora nodded her head again and swallowed hard before taking a breath. “I trust you, Adair,” she assured him, her voice just as quiet. She winced slightly as he carefully withdrew only to slowly return to her, filling her again.

He kept his moves slow and gentle, regardless of what his mind wanted him to do. Soon, he felt her body begin to move with his, urging him to move slightly faster. Their lips met with several kisses as he thrust into her again and again. Her muscles contracted around his manhood, making him nearly lose his mind as he moved, riding her, carrying her farther.

Her world had gone dark, a place of stars and lights as she felt a, now familiar, heat begin to grow in her loins. “Oh… Oh, Adair…Nnnhh,” she gasped as her hips bucked and her womanhood gripped him, creating even more friction as he moved. “Nnnnnh… feels so good…”

Adair moved harder, unable to hold back any longer as his own body began to feel the heat. He held her tighter, his lips pressed to her neck as her nails bit into his shoulders. She cried out and he felt her convulse around him. He continued to thrust on, the constricting muscles urging him to completion. He gave a groan into her neck and thrust deeper inside her, as deep as he could go one last time. She shuddered again in ecstasy at the feel of his release filling her.

Energy spent, he collapsed atop of her, his breath coming fast and hard upon her neck. Her fingers laced themselves in his hair as she, too, made an attempt to reclaim breath that was lost to her. Her eyes remained closed as her heart began to settle and slow. After a moment, Adair opened his eyes in shock and carefully pulled from her, sparing her of his weight.

”Adair?”

“Shh, my love,” he whispered, shifting to rest his back on the headboard of his bed and reach out to her. “I only didn’t want to place more weight upon your back than I already had,” he explained softly as she curled up beside him. He draped an arm around her shoulders, holding her against him as she placed her head and a hand on his chest. They remained that way in silence for a few moments. Looking down at her, Adair felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

“Aurora… I love you. I will do everything I can to help ease your burden and keep you safe from this day forth,” Adair vowed quietly. He knew she had not heard him. Her even breathing told him she had lost herself to exhaustion and fell asleep. Carefully, he pulled the coverlet over them to keep the chill of the night off her sweat dampened skin. Closing his eyes he leaned he head back against the headboard and took a deep breath.

This day had been full of sweetness… but the day that followed was going to be one of the hardest he had ever faced. A whispered moan and shift in the angel next to him reminded him that at least he would not have to face it alone.
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