~This chapter is rated R~ I will post when to stop reading if not comfortable to read sexual related activities.

Jaime Lannister knew that his wife was not going to be as well prepared for what was to happen. She wouldn't know what to do, how to act, or how to enjoy. She wouldn't know the pain she was about to experience, she most likely wouldn't know about the bleeding after and how it would make the fact that their marriage is secured. Though he is half tempted just to burn the sheets after. He stared at her while these thoughts ran through his head. Thinking of all the things he was going to show, teach, and do to her.

While all of these thoughts ran through Jaime's head, others ran through Arabella's. Yes she knew what was coming, the bleeding and pain, but her thoughts were to the letter her father wrote her. What did it entail, was it information that would change her future or information she should take to her grave. Should she tell Jaime or keep it to herself? What of Jon and her other siblings? All of these thoughts went through her head causing a spinning motion of emotions that she wasn't even aware of Jaime's gaze upon her body. She also didn't notice him coming closer to her until his hands were on her face forcing her to look up into his face. She took this time to look at him, noticing that his wedding attire was mostly off leaving him in only his britches, which were mostly loosened.

"What is going through your head little wolf," he asked his wife as he smirked, "is it thoughts of me".

"Sorry it was something I remembered, but it is not important," she replied.

"Okay, are you ready? I won't lie, it will hurt, but I will try my best not to hurt you too much," he told her hoping to ease her anxiety. Arabella nodded her head. "Turn around, I'm going to help you out of this contraption".

Arabella nodded, turned around, and moved her hair to the right side of her neck while Jaime worked on removing the ties from the back of her dress. Being unusual for him, gentle and soft. When he reached the end he stopped and turned his bride to face him.

Her golden brown hair was still to her right, her arms against her chest holding her dress up, in fear of letting it drop. She had only a paper thin shift under her dress and that would leave her nearly bare in front of him. Which yes, she knew was silly as she was about to give herself to him, it was duty after all, but she was still a maiden and she had every right to be bashful.

Jaime laughed at his wife's state. She was blushing red, and turned fearful when he grabbed her arms away from her chest allowing her dress to fall to the ground. A heavy thump was heard in the room as the top hit the floor.

"My little wolf, bashful are we," he teased. Her face turned from bashful to serious. Her eyes narrowed not liking the jest, before a small smirk fell upon her face.

'Bashful!' She thought 'I'll show him'.

She brought her lips to his quickly, removing her arms from his to wrap them around his neck keeping his lips attached to hers. He let out a sound of approval. He was going to make it a point to tease her more often.

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After the shock fell off of him he made work to remove the only barrier that prevented their chests from touching. This left her bare to him as the day she was born. He got to enjoy the sight before him, before the animal inside of him took over wanting to devour her entirely. He stepped towards her, his hand outwards pushing her back until she fell onto the bed. As she landed her breasts bounced and he made quick work to remove his britches.

Arabella took this moment to admire what was now hers and only hers to enjoy the sight of. (Little did she know that this was not the true case, but that comes later.) Jaime stood before her, his golden blonde hair falling to cover his handsome face, his chest bare and shaven clean, his cock standing at attention in all of its glory. She hated to admit it but she was definitely feeling really embarrassed at that last thought.

When Jaime and Arabella's eyes met he leaned forward not breaking their eye contact she leaned back onto the bed his arms on either side of her head before he brought his lips to hers gently at first before adding more pressure and passion to it. He could admit he was surprised when she was able to meet his passionate kiss with her own.

He placed his knees on the bed before sitting up, placing his arms under her torso and pushing her further towards the center of the bed allowing him to once again enjoy the bouncing of her breasts.

He crawled over to her positioning himself between her legs before pressing his lips to hers again. This time his hands were pressed against her cheeks as hers combed through his golden locks. His hands left her cheeks and began moving down her neck towards her chest where he found the mounds of her breasts. Breasts that no other man should be allowed to enjoy the sight of for they were his and he was planning on marking her for his own delight. He caressed them lighting letting his fingertips rub across her nipples. Feeling them erect as he teases them. He moves his lips from hers, hearing a sound of displeasure coming from her lips. He nearly chuckled, but decided it best to continue on with his plan. He kissed down her neck, finding her sweet point between her neck and collar bone. He began nipping at it hearing her gasp at each nip urged him to then begin to suck the new spot. Marking it to remind him later where this spot was for future reference, before moving his mouth to her breasts.

He begins with light kisses as his hands move from their hold down Arabella's waist. He nips at her right nipple, before doing the same to her left. Her breathing is heavy at this point and he could also smell her desire from where he was. His mouth went to her left breast while his left hand went to her right. His right hand left free and able to travel to her core.

He could feel her wetness with a slight touch, the thought that he made her this way was almost too exciting that he wanted to take her now. He promised he would take his time, and he was not going to break the first one he made to his wife right now. He slipped a finger inside while his mouth sucked and nibbled on her breast. He felt her jump in the bed, not used to the sensation of something inside of her. He could feel her tighten against his finger he knew she was going to need to relax or this was going to be a lot harder and more painful on her. He took his mouth from her breast and placed his left hand against her cheek.

"I know this feels strange, but I need you to relax. It's just one finger, I'll insert more allowing you to adjust before I replace them. I'll go in quickly, if I go in slowly it will only increase the duration of your pain and discomfort," Jaime told Arabella. She nodded at him letting her know she understood him. He pressed his lips to hers and began moving his finger inside of her in and out feeling her un-tighten with each movement. When she has loosened enough he slips another finger inside of her, repeating the process again until he has three fingers inside of her. During this time he uses his thumb to rub against her clit causing her to become even wetter than before. When he feels that she is ready, he removes his mouth from hers and stares down into her eyes. In the slight darkness of their room he can see her eyes darkened with desire, edging him to continue on his current goal.

He removes his fingers from inside of her and wraps them around his cock placing it at her entrance before slamming it into her. As she begins to yell out in pain, he presses his lips back to hers to muffle the sound and distract her from sensation. When she stops her movements he pulls out slightly before slamming into her again. She was tight against his cock, so tight he nearly came with the slight motion. He decided then that she needed another distraction. He right hand went to her clit and rubbed it alternating directions between up and down and side to side, even going in circles. As he felt her loosening up again he pulled out slowly before pushing himself back in, fingers still working her now engorged clit. This rhythm kept going until he was able to move in and out of her at a pace that enticed a moan from her lips. His fingers then stopped the attack on her clit and moved to her hips, gripping them roughly as he allowed his animalistic side to come out. He used his grip to help him keep his rhythm of his animalistic pounding into her. As he felt himself building up to his release he pulled his lips from hers allowing him to pound into her harder and faster. Her moans of pleasure mixed with his, getting louder and louder until his final climax ended with hers. He collapsed on top of her, his head to her left breathing in the scent of her hair. After several moments he pulled his member out of her and laid down on the bed. When he felt comfortable, he turned his head to his wife looking over her sleeping form. He rolled over on his side and fell asleep.

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The next morning Jaime woke up before Arabella. He started a bath, before finding someone to bring in their breakfast. When the door to their room closed, Arabella woke up with a start. She looked around the room and all of last night's events came to mind. She removed the blanket from around her and noticed the bedding stained with her blood. She was no longer a maiden, she was not a woman married to one of the most handsome men in all of the seven kingdoms.

She looked around the room again and noticed the bath was on. She quickly got out of the bed and dashed to the tub, hoping to get the blood and sweat off of her. As she was placing her leg into the tub Jaime walked back into the room.

"WAIT," he cried out, "IT'S STILL TOO HOT TO GET IN".

He rushed over to her, the heavy door closing behind him, before grabbing her and pulling her leg out of the water, his left hand getting scorched by the hot water.

"Are you mad? That water was way too hot," he exclaimed to her, using his right hand to bring her face to his.

"It felt fine to me, see my leg is not even red. Jaime, I am fine, however your hand does not tell the same story. Let me see it, I am sure there is a salve in the room to help with a burn," Arabella told him looking into his eyes.

"I'll be fine, don't you worry. It should cool down in a moment then you can get in the bath. A servant will be around soon to change the bedding and bring some food. Today we can sit around the room or take a walk around the castle though I recommend not going anywhere public for a few days, unless I am around to see you blush," he told her, ending the statement with a smirk.

Arabella rolled her eyes at him before turning away from him and getting into the bath. She looked back at him not knowing what to expect.

"This bath is all yours little wolf, you should be able to clean up without me messing you up again after last night, but if you wish I will have no complaints about joining you," Jaime told her, his smile just as playful as his statement. Arabella's eyes rolled again, before she let a deep breath out and shook her head no.

"I doubt you could handle the heat of this tub, much less sit in here and help me wash only," she barked out towards him.

"You have me there little wolf. I would not be able to keep my hands to myself. I promise you that. I will come back with some clothes, and to let you know when the food is here. Enjoy, Relax, you've earned it. I will not let anyone come to bother you while you rest," he told her before walking out of the room to let her rest for what he hoped would be a common occurring task.

If only they knew that what tomorrow had in store for them and their futures.