Captured: The Sheik's Bride Ch. 04

Khadeem stood at the altar, next to the priest who would be giving the vows. The wedding march sounded and he turned, saw his bride walking towards him. She was a vision in her gown. It was a very expensive gown; he had it custom made from Paris. They'd had a royal row over his audacity at choosing the gown she would wear, though he did win that fight because when she saw the gown she fell in love with it. It was white with a long flowing train. It had sleeves that fell over the shoulders and had a beaded vest. It was a gorgeous gown, but with Leanna in it, he was blown away.

Leanna tried to take another deep breath as she walked up the aisle on Hassan's arm, and was again unsuccessful. Slowly they walked to the altar and she found herself standing next to Khadeem. He took her shaking hand in his and they both turned to face the priest.

"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today…"

Through the whole ceremony Leanna was in a daze, and was grateful when she was able to say her vows without wavering or choking up.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Leanna looked up at her husband and watched dazedly as his head lowered to hers and he set his lips to hers. It was a gentle reassuring kiss, and as loath as she was to admit it, it helped steady her nerves a bit.

"I believe Sidi that you wanted to speak the ancient vows?" The priest queried.

"Yes father."

Startled she looked into Khadeem's eyes as he started speaking in a lyrical language, which she assumed was Arabic. A shiver passed through her as he finished up the vows. They stared into each others eyes for a long moment then Khadeem turned her hand in his and they walked down the aisle out the church where they stood and met with well wishers. They stood there for about an hour talking with dignitaries and a lot of his people who wanted to see their sheik's bride.

After they met with about everyone who wanted to wish them well Ella and Ingra came over and collected Leanna to get her prepared for her wedding night. Panic rose again and she found herself shaking with fear. Khadeem's aunts joined them in Khadeem's bedroom, which was now also Leanna's bedroom. They had her bathe and they dressed her in a silky white nightgown that just reached mid-thigh and had a daringly low neckline. Then the covers to the big bed were pulled back and Leanna sat back on the cushions waiting for Khadeem and the other men that were to witness her deflowering to arrive. Panic once again seized her she closed her eyes trying to calm herself down. She heard the door open and her head shot up, a deer-in-the-headlights look on her face. Khadeem walked into the room, he was wearing a black silk robe that reached to his knees. Leanna licked dry lips as her wide eyes took in her husband's form.

"All right then, time to get started." Ella stated.

Leanna blushed crimson at Ella's words; she made it sound like this was a movie you would see in a theater. She trembled as the door closed and the witnesses got settled to watch. She watched wide eyed as Khadeem came over to her, a glass of Brandy in his hand. He offered it to her and she gulped it down gladly, the warmth of the drink going straight to her belly.

Khadeem watched as she gulped it down, glad that she had accepted it for it contained a bit of an aphrodisiac in it, to ease her first time. Because her deflowering was being witnessed she would be nervous and he probably wouldn't be able to get her aroused, but the aphrodisiac would help so her first time hopefully wouldn't be as painful if she were not aroused.

Leanna watched fascinated as Khadeem shrugged off his robe and she was treated to a view of the muscled expanse of his chest. All her had on now were boxers, her panicked mind registered this thought, but for some reason a warm sensation was beginning to unravel in her belly. She tensed as her approached and covered her body with his.

"Relax love," he murmured.

She was about to reply with a sarcastic comment but he chose that moment to kiss her. It was a conqueror's kiss; he claimed her mouth with his, his tongue ruthlessly exploring her mouth. Heat exploded in her belly, she moaned into his mouth helplessly. She felt as he drew the straps of her gown down past her breasts and had to stifle a shriek when his mouth left hers and descended onto her breasts. He gently held a breast in each hand and gave careful attention to both. Soon she was writhing on the bed with new sensations as he latched onto one and suckled. Her breasts now felt heavy and swollen, and were extremely tender. She barely noticed his one hand trailing down her stomach until she felt it rest on her mound. Whimpered as he parted her folds and traced the heated flesh.

Slowly he pushed one finger into her heated depths and she gasped as he slowly drew it in and out, slowly thrusting it in her. Suddenly he withdrew his finger and released her breast from his hungry mouth. He finished pulling off the gown and pulled his boxers off. Leanna's gaze was fixed on his hard member, panic once again seizing her, it would never fit! Frantically she tried to get off the bed, but he anticipated her and caught her, once again lowering his big tanned body to hers.

"Don't worry sweet; we will fit together like two puzzle pieces."

Apparently the man could read minds. This thought quickly disappeared as she felt him probing at her entrance. She gripped his shoulders and tried to relax as he slowly penetrated her. Slowly, inexorably he pushed into her, stretched her until he rested at her maidenhead. He slowly pulled himself out a bit then pushed back in, trying to draw her into the rhythm to distract her. It worked; as he was pulling out he suddenly thrust back in, swiftly removing the virgin barrier and seating himself to the hilt.

She screamed and bit his shoulder at the sharp pain; he didn't notice her sinking her teeth into him, he was trying his best not to move inside her, though his body was screaming for him to. She panted and buried her head in his shoulder when she remembered they were not alone in the room. She felt the gazes of his family and Ella, and was once again blushing profusely wishing she could hide in a hole. Now that he had taken her maidenhead she thought they would leave, but she was wrong, they were to stay to make sure that Khadeem planted his seed within her.

She felt Khadeem slowly pull out a little, then thrust back in. Slowly he thrust into her until he was close to exiting her warm sheath, then smoothly thrusting himself back in to the hilt. At first it hurt, but he put a finger between them and teased her clit to life. Soon he had her moaning and writhing under him. She then felt him change the angle of his thrusts so each time her moved in her, he was stimulating her clit. He drove her on and on until she forgot everything, even the people that were avidly watching the mating. Her cries increased to a fever pitch until with one strong thrust he pushed her over the edge. She screamed and he groaned as he joined her, her inner convulsions proved too much. With one last thrust he buried himself in her and spilled his seed deep within her womb. After he was spent he rolled over and pulled her on top of him, little shocks of pleasure still resonating within them both.

After a few long moments Khadeem slowly withdrew from her sheath and she couldn't suppress a whimper of pain, she was sore. He sat up and put his boxers back on, then his robe. She marveled at how he was capable of moving, she couldn't even twitch a finger. The men exited the room and she found herself pounced upon. The women led her into the bathroom where a nice hot bath was waiting and gratefully she sunk into it, groaning in pleasure.

When she got out and dried off the women had her put some ointment on her tender vagina, it was going to help soothe the soreness. She then got back into the nightgown and followed as the women led her back to bed. There were new sheets on the bed, in the corner she saw the old one, neatly folded, blood stains from her maidenhead showing. Once again blushing profusely, not able to meet any of the women's eyes she meekly climbed back into bed and accepted the mothering that the women subjected her to.

After the women left, she lay there in the big bed, a bedside lamp providing dim lighting, her thoughts turned to how she was going to get out of here and back to America. She couldn't think of anything at the moment, her mind was just blown away. She started as she heard the door open and watched as her husband approached her again. He shrugged off his robe and boxers then climbed into the big bed next to her and pulled her into his arms for a kiss. She stiffened; she didn't think her body could handle any more tonight.

"Relax love; I just want to hold you."

Leanna did relax and soon felt her eyelids droop. He was stroking her hair, it felt so good, so relaxing that she drifted off to sleep in her husbands arms.