The Forgotten Princess Rose-Chapter 238

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Rose didn’t see at first how this intimacy showed how two people loved each other. It hurt to have Zayne be inside of her and she knew this was only the start.

Rose listened to Zayne’s words of encouragement and didn’t fail to notice that he stopped when it was too much for her and then moved when she relaxed.

She had once thought that this intimacy looked painful and she had guessed right. Why did couples in the past seem so high in the clouds? Had the women lied to make what this pain felt like seem better than it was?

Rose was relieved when Zayne stopped, giving her time to get used to him. She was grateful he cared about her as if Zayne had forcefully made his way in, Rose didn’t think she could hold back from crying.

Rose soon loosened her hold on his shoulder, freeing him from being tortured by her short nails. Rose opened her eyes, a single tear escaping. The more time passed, the more the pain faded. It was still strange to have him inside her but not unbearable.

"You can move," Rose said, ready to go on to the next step. "I am fine."

"Okay," Zayne replied with a short kiss.

He moved slowly not to hurt her again, pulling back to free her from what he managed to fit so far and thrust forward in a slow motion.

Rose winced and was puzzled by something. It was either he reached further because of his movement or she was clueless to the fact he was not all the way settled inside her before. "Is there more?" She shyly asked.

"I was giving you time," Zayne replied, leaving her as clueless as she was at the beginning.

Rose got her answer when he entered her again and like before, she felt more of him. He wasn’t done when she told him to move. How much more was she supposed to take?

Rose’s concerns soon vanished as she couldn’t stay worrying about this anymore when the pain started to fade and a pleasing feeling grew. "Zayne," she called his name softly, thinking he wouldn’t be able to hear her but he did.

"Louder," Zayne encouraged Rose. He had to hear more of his name from her lips.

His right hand was closed into a fist as he held himself back. He had to be slow to get her used to this even though he wanted to move faster and hold her tightly. Rose tested all his patience. She called his name catching him off guard then didn’t want to say it like she was teasing him.

He would forever have the memory of how she looked to him now. Her cheeks flushed, her hair messy and her mouth slightly open when he thrusted to fill her with most of his length.

When she didn’t respond with his name, Zayne had to get it out of her another way so rather than keep easing himself in each time he entered her, Zayne filled her.

"Zayne!" Rose exclaimed, reaching out to him. Why did he do it so suddenly?

Rose saw how Zayne was happy to hear her voice fill the room. What if someone were to hear them? It was one thing for anyone to know what they were doing now but it was another for them to be heard.

How was she to face anyone on the ship if they heard her now?

Rose bit her lip but as soon as she did, Zayne kissed and repeated his earlier action to have her feel all of him. Her body moved with his thrust and Rose heard the slightest sound of the bed creak as they moved.

"Rose," she heard her name leave Zayne’s mouth.

"Shit," Zayne cursed. He didn’t know what came over Rose just now but she surprised him by how it felt like she squeezed him. "I can’t," he said, no longer able to go slow for Rose.

She was making him lose his mind with her reactions and body.

Zayne placed his right hand beside her head and lowered himself to keep her mouth busy so she wouldn’t bite her lip again. By morning her lip might be swollen if he didn’t save it.

Rose didn’t know when but her fingers were tangled in Zayne’s hair. She accidentally pulled it when she became lost in ecstasy.

She finally understood now how this intimacy showed the love between two people or it was just something to enjoy. Rose was closer to Zayne now. Part of her was happy that he was the one to do this with.

"Zayne," she cried out his name.

Rose needed explanations for what she experienced right now. She tried to close her legs again as something built within her. "What do I do?" Rose asked, hoping he knew what she knew.

"Don’t hold back," Zayne answered.

His right had left beside her to palm her breast again. Rose learned fast to keep her legs wrapped around him. She questioned less and did what seemed to be right in her eyes.

Rose did as he told her and didn’t fight back that building feeling. She called his name once more and clung to him. She didn’t have time to think of what she did as she experienced something warm inside of her coming from Zayne.

His movement slowed again as the warmth continued inside her and spilt onto her leg.

Rose tried to catch her breath. She did little in comparison to Zayne yet she was breathless.

"Is that how I get a child?" Rose asked, needing to feed her curiosity about what came from Zayne.

Zayne pushed the fallen strands of hair from his face. ’"It is. Sorry," he apologised, recalling she wasn’t ready for a child. "I should have been more careful. Some doctors claim to have the answer to stopping a woman from becoming pregnant. I can find one for you."

"We were both caught up in the moment. You don’t need to find a doctor," Rose said, making a decision that surprised her. "Could it happen from the first time? For me to become pregnant."

"It could and I am not yet done," Zayne said, not satisfied as yet.

Rose blushed. How wasn’t he done? How long was this to go on?

"Will it last all night?" She asked.

The brothel doors didn’t close until morning.

Zayne smiled, finding her worry over how long she had to put up with him to be cute. "It doesn’t unless you want to but I wouldn’t tire you so long. It would grow boring to go on so long. Just a little more."