The Forgotten Princess Rose-Chapter 236

Warning! Some mature content.

Rose buried her face in Zayne’s chest as he carried her in his arms inside their home. She pleaded with him to put her down at first as she might be too heavy but Zayne assured her that she was light.

Rose didn’t know if that was good or bad as she had been purposely eating more to get her weight up to what was considered a little more than normal for her peers.

There were still a few soldiers who lingered on the camp but once they saw Zayne carrying her they made themselves scarce to not bother the newlyweds.

"Let me," Rose offered to open the door since Zayne’s hands were full. "Who did this?" She questioned, surprised by the flowers placed in the room. "Did my mother do this?"

"No. This is one of Finn’s jokes," Zayne answered.

Zayne closed the door behind them with his foot and carried Rose to the bed. After setting her down, he dusted away the flowers Finn would have to pick up by himself before they left for the ships.

Rose looked up at Zayne who towered over her as she sat on the bed and he stood above her. The nervousness was there again but it didn’t have time to build as Zayne kneeled to be more at her level and kissed her before she could get lost in her thoughts.

Rose wanted to ask if the room had suddenly turned hot or if it was them burning up. Not from a cold but from wanting each other right now.

The kiss was surprisingly short to Rose but she had her answer to why when Zayne started to take off his coat and then shirt. She sat silent, watching every move Zayne made. It wasn’t that long ago she had seen him naked but it felt like she was seeing his body for the first time.

Rose bit her lip and turned away from Zayne. It felt wrong to stare at him so long as he got undressed.

His hand on her face turned her to face him again. "I am your husband. You may stare as long as you want to. This isn’t something you have not seen before."

"I know. I am just not used to it. Should I take mine off now?" Rose asked, placing her hand behind her to figure out how to take off the wedding dress.

Zayne touched her foot and raised it. Her dress fell back, revealing the shoes that she desperately wanted to take off.

Rose had to lean back and use her hands to keep herself balanced. He was kind enough to take care of taking off her shoes. This was different than she thought. They hadn’t rushed to the bed to do what others viewed as more important than taking time to get undressed.

Seeing how careful he was with helping her, Rose no longer felt nervous. He was always gentle and found ways to make her feel comfortable before he touched her.

Not long after her shoes were off and set to the side.

Zayne made Rose stand and turned her around to open her dress. As beautiful as it was on Rose it had to go. He was slow with removing the dress and let his hand linger on her exposed skin more than it needed to.

She flinched each time he touched where her skin was exposed but calmed down seconds later.

Rose held her breath, not knowing why, as the dress finally dropped from her shoulders. There wasn’t much covering her from Zayne now.

She was startled by his lips on her exposed shoulder, kissing her as he pleased. How did it affect her more for Zayne to kiss her there when she could not see his face than if they were facing each other?

She wanted to see him.

"Zayne," Rose called his name softly.

"Yes?" He answered.

Zayne tried to remove the last of what kept her hidden from him and when it wouldn’t open as he wanted, his patience went out the window with a ripping sound following it.

Rose gasped, covering her chest without thinking as the now loose material was slipping from her body. "I could have helped you."

"I will get you another one. Let go Rose," Zayne urged her. "Good."

With something to cover her, Rose used her hands to cover herself. She felt his hands in her hair removing the pins that would make a nasty jab if she laid on one. He was treating her so well that Rose started to feel overwhelmed with emotions. She loved the man behind her so much.

Rose also lacked patience. She wanted to touch him and enjoy their first time while married.

She turned around just as Zayne removed the last pin, letting her hair fall to her shoulders. "It is not fair that I am the only one without something to cover them. You have taken care of me so I will help you."

Rose’s cheeks were warm and she blushed when she looked down. He was in the same state as last time yet he was going so slow to ease her into this. "I am not afraid, Zayne. You have a scary face but I love that you do to keep others away," Rose joked. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

She only managed to open the button of Zayne’s pants before he picked her up and laid her on the bed. Rose heard his shoes dropping to the floor as he found a way to take them off.

Zayne towered over Rose, his hands on each side of her to keep his weight from crushing her. He enjoyed the view beneath him from her messy hair to the smudged colour on her lips. He moved further down, only to be blocked by her hands.

Rose didn’t mean to cover herself. Her hands moved on their own to cover her bare chest. Rose moved her hands to expose herself to him. She needed him to say something.

Rather than speak, Zayne wanted to occupy his mouth with something else. Enough words had been shared for the day and now he wanted to enjoy his wife.

Rose squirmed when he touched her. She was extremely aware of the places Zayne touched her.

Seemingly worried about Rose moving too much, Zayne held her hands and caged them above her head with his left hand. She was in luck that he didn’t have something to tie them with so she could not cover her chest again but it might be too much and scare her.

Rose tried to move her hands but couldn’t get out of Zayne’s hold or move her feet. It wasn’t that she wanted to run but seeing how his gaze never left her as he touched her breast, she needed something to hold to help with her thoughts and her current feelings.