The Grand Duke's Soulmate
Chapter 405: A Union Of Two Hearts – R18

Chapter 405: A Union Of Two Hearts – R18

Alex felt a damp cloth touch his forehead, causing his body to twitch at the sensation. His hazel eyes quickly opened, momentarily dazed as he took in his surroundings.

The chamber was beautifully decorated with wedding ornaments, but instead of that, his attention was drawn to Meredith, who sat by his side, attending to him.

"Meredith!" he exclaimed, quickly grabbing her arm that held the wet towel and sitting upright. "Did I blackout just now?" he asked.

Meredith smiled. She remembered how her husband had continued to gush about her beauty and his desire to celebrate their wedding night as they made their way to the bedchamber. He was clearly smitten with her, even in his inebriated state.

"Not for long," she replied. "Thanks to Mr. Amares’s remedies, you woke up much sooner than I expected."

Alex gazed at his wife, taking in her features. Meredith had already changed into her nightgown and wrapped herself in a robe while he was still in his wedding attire. Feeling embarrassed, he apologised.

"I’m so sorry for leaving you. I thought of coming back to you at the grand hall, but I couldn’t leave my comrades. They had been helping me attend to the guests and relatives, so I couldn’t say no to their request to spend time together."

Meredith chuckled. "I understand. Don’t worry about it. I was just worried when I couldn’t find you."

"I promise I won’t do it again!" Alex raised his hand, vowing. "This would be the last time!"

Meredith smiled again. "Again? Why is there ’again’ in your words? Are you planning to get married again with someone else?" she joked.

"Of course not! Why would I?" Alex exclaimed. His innocence made Meredith laugh. "What I mean is, I don’t want to repeat what I did tonight! I know I made a mistake by leaving you alone."

"I was just joking," Meredith reassured him. "Thankfully, you’re fine. I thought you might have vomited, but you didn’t. I guess Mr. Amares’s remedies work well since you seem quite lucid now."

"I do feel much better," Alex said. "My vision is fine, and I no longer feel cloudy. The little rest I had cleared my head, and I feel energetic."

"That’s great!" Meredith beamed.

As Alex’s eyes darted to the opening of Meredith’s robe, he caught sight of her exposed cleavage. A naughty thought suddenly filled his mind, and his hand trailed along her arm.

"You know, my beautiful wife," he purred, "the night is still young. And I have a few ideas on how we could continue celebrating..."

He leaned in close, their faces mere inches apart. But before he could act on his impulses, Meredith pushed his chest, her other hand covering her nose.

"Darling, you should at least get yourself cleaned first," she said. "Your breath reeks! Those knights truly bullied you, as Callis said. No wonder she kept telling me I should save you from them!"

Alex recoiled, taking a moment to sniff himself. The odour of his sweat, mixed with the spilt beverages on his attire, wafted around him.

"You’re right. I should go and wash up," he said, getting out of bed. "Wait for me, my dear."

Alex hurried to the bathroom, quickly bathing and refreshing himself. As he changed into his nightclothes, a sudden sound of shattering glass came from the bedchamber.

"Meredith, what’s the matter?" he called out, rushing back into the chamber.

Meredith was kneeling on the floor near the table piled with wedding gifts, an anxious look on her face. On the hardwood floor lay the broken shards of a beautifully adorned goblet. Alex quickly went to her, lifting her from the ground and bringing her to the bed.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" he asked worriedly.

Meredith shook her head, but tears began to fall from her eyes.

"The goblet... it’s Anna’s precious gift to me," she cried. "I was trying to shut the window when it suddenly fell from the table. It shattered before I could save it."

Alex embraced his wife gently, patting her back.

"Probably the wind was blowing hard, so it fell. The silk wrapping also seemed loose," he said as he observed the broken goblet. "Don’t be sad. There are more gifts available."

Meredith lifted her tear-stained face to look at him.

"It wasn’t that, Alex! There’s something else!"

"What is it? What’s bothering you? You think Lady Raychard would be mad?" he asked attentively.

"No!" Meredith sniffled. "A broken goblet on a wedding night is a bad omen, Alex! A very bad one!"

Alex chuckled, carefully wiping Meredith’s tears. "Come now, you can’t be this superstitious. It’s just a coincidence that it fell from the table and broke."

"No, Alex. I don’t feel this is just a coincidence. It’s a sign! I know it is!" Meredith insisted.

"Then tell me, what does it mean?" Alex asked.

Meredith averted her gaze. "I don’t want to say it."

"How can I know if you don’t want to share it with me?" Alex persuaded.

Slowly, Meredith turned her head back to him, her forehead creased with a disturbing thought.

"What does this bad omen represent? If you let me know, perhaps we could do something to avoid it in the future," urged Alex.

Meredith’s lips quivered. "It’s a sign of death, Alex... You might not believe me, but I’ve seen it several times before."

"It’s just an old belief. Nothing will happen," said Alex, remembering the superstition.

"But, what if it’s true? What if something bad really happens to her later? Oh, God. I’m scared, Alex!" said Meredith worriedly.

Alex took his wife’s hands. "Nothing will happen! Lady Raychard will happily live a long life beside our grand duke. You heard the news, too, right? That she will become our Grand Duchess after His Highness’ return? The knights told me about it, though it’s not official yet."

"Yes. I hope you’re right... I just wished the goblet didn’t fall and break. I swear, I didn’t even touch it! It just fell so suddenly," Meredith insisted.

Alex embraced her again.

"I believe you. Don’t think much about this. I know you’re concerned about her since she seemed unwell at today’s reception. If you are still worried, we can return to duty at the mansion much earlier. We’ve taken a long leave for our betrothal and wedding preparation. Will that be fine?" he suggested.

Meredith nodded, her cries subsiding.

"That would be the best. I truly am worried about her. She didn’t eat or talk much at the banquet and was seemingly tired. The mansion lacks female attendance, so I better return quickly to assist her."

Alex smiled. "That’s more like it. We’ll go back the day after tomorrow. Since our parents and family are all here, we can skip the custom of visiting them as newlyweds and report for duty soon. They’d understand."

"All right. I feel much better that way," said Meredith, taking a deep breath.

Though the concern lingered, Alex’s confident demeanour was able to sway her belief.

"Now, let’s forget the ominous feeling and focus on us. I’m already cleaned... don’t I deserve something special from my wife?"

Now calm, Meredith looked down sheepishly, her fingers fidgeting with the knots on her husband’s nightgown.

"Such as?" she asked, biting her lower lip shyly.

"Such as this..."

Alex gently lifted her chin and leaned down, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. The warmth of his mouth ignited a deep desire within her.

A soft moan escaped Meredith as the kiss deepened. His tongue explored hers, filling her with a rush of passion. Their bodies ignited with fiery sensations as their hands roamed, craving closeness.

"Uahh!"

Alex finally broke the kiss to catch his breath, his chest heaving from the intensity of their connection. Meredith’s cheeks and neck flushed a deep red.

"I didn’t know my husband was this naughty!" she teased, her eyes sparkling.

The knight’s smile broadened.

"That’s just the beginning," he replied.

His large hands pushed Meredith’s shoulders, and her body faltered onto the soft bed. Her warm, chestnut locks spread on the pillow. Before she could utter another word, Alex had taken off his night gown, revealing his broad chest. The knight was now only in his braise. His large figure collided against her soft body as he kissed her again.

The passionate kiss trailed down to Meredith’s neck, and Alex began to nip at her collarbone. She felt the warmth of his tongue against her skin, then the gentle suction that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.

"Oh, Alex!" she moaned softly.

Alex raised his head, his cheeks flushed with desire.

"Mer... I want to look at you," he pleaded gently.

"You are looking at me," she replied, a hint of confusion in her voice.

"No, I mean the whole of you," he clarified, his hands starting to untie the knots of her nightgown. Hesitant, Meredith grasped his hand to stop him.

"You don’t want me to?" he asked, his eyes pleading.

"I... I’ve never done this before. I only know what I’ve learned," she admitted, her cheeks warming with embarrassment.

"Neither have I," he confessed.

"But you seem to know what you’re doing," she pointed out.

Alex smiled reassuringly. "The ’Love Coach’ gave me some tips," he said with a playful glint in his eyes. "Let your body relax, and don’t be nervous. I promise I’ll be gentle."

Meredith blushed again upon the mention of Eric’s nickname. Surely, as the grand duke’s fan club president, she was well aware of who the ’Love Coach’ was.

Alex’s hands began meticulously undoing her knots. Gently, he removed her nightgown, revealing her bare flesh to him. Instinctly, Meredith covered her br*asts and clenched her thighs.

"Don’t hide, my sweetheart. Let me look at you," said Alex.

"I’m a bit chubby," Meredith replied, feeling insecure.

"No, you’re not. You’re beautiful, like the warm glow of the golden sun," he praised.

He gently grasped her arms, slowly easing them apart. A broad smile blossomed on his lips at the mesmerising sight.

"You’re perfect, my love. So perfect!"

He bowed and suckled one of the mound’s tips, bringing a foreign sensation to Meredith while his other hand kneaded the other.

"Oh, God!" Meredith bit her lower lip, enjoying the ecstasy. It was new to her, yet she craved more of his touch.

Her toes curled, and her thighs parted. Alex took this chance to continue his caressing. His hand trailed down to the sacred part of her body.

"Alex!" she exclaimed when she felt his fingers reaching the sensitive spot.

"It’s all right, my dear. Don’t be scared."

Meredith’s chest heaved up and down. She had never thought of doing this with any man and didn’t know her husband could be so skilful, even though it was his first time.

"Ahh!" she moaned as she felt his fingers caressing her folds. He began with a gentle touch, but soon the movement grew more passionate.

A rush of emotion surged within Meredith, building until it peaked. At last, a wave of pleasure washed over her, making her back arch, followed by an involuntary moan. Her body trembled in the aftermath, and she gasped for breath.

"Wha... what happened to me?" she asked, her chest went up and down.

Alex smiled.

"You have just experienced a heightened pleasure. From what I learned, a woman’s body would react this way upon reaching its peak," he clarified.

"Oh, my!" Meredith blushed, covering her face.

"Don’t be shy. This is perfectly normal. I can see you’re ready for more," he said.

"More?" she asked, peeking from behind her fingers.

"Yes. The union of our bodies. Me and you... we’ll become one," said Alex gently.

He lifted his upper body and began removing his braise. Meredith felt warm rushes fill her face as she saw her husband n*ked form. Looking at the sight of his hardened shaft brought nervousness to her. She had seen the figure of ’that’ in the book during her s*x education, but this was her first time seeing its true form.

"A-Alex... I don’t think I can do this," she hesitated.

Alex embraced her again, peppering kisses to her cheeks and forehead.

"Of course you can. Didn’t you say you love me?"

"I do. I’m just... it’s... it’s too big!" she said nervously.

Alex chuckled as he gently rubbed her head, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"It’s going to be just fine. It’ll fit perfectly, my sweet. Just relax," he told her.

He kissed her neck again, his hand clasped with hers while the other stretched her thighs widely.

"Alex..." she called up his name nervously.

"I’m right here. Everything will be all right," he said gently. "Will you accept me, my wife?"

He looked at her with deep affection, and Meredith’s eyes shifted to meet his. She couldn’t resist the warmth of her husband’s desire.

"Yes... I love you," she replied, her voice filled with certainty.

"I love you too, sweetheart," he said, then guided her. "Put your thighs around my hips."

Meredith lifted her legs and encircled his hips as Alex prepared himself in a missionary position, his knees propped his body from crushing her.

He leaned down, and their lips met, the kiss deepening as it lingered between them. Meredith felt his hardened length stroking her relentlessly. As she was lost in the shared pleasure feelings, Alex lifted his face.

"Meredith, my love... This might hurt a bit. Endure it for me, please," he pleaded.

"Yes..."

Alex stared at her deeply as his shaft continued rubbing erratically. Then, he began entering her. His movement was restricted by a thin membrane, protecting her chastity.

He forced his movement as he thrust in further, tearing the layer. Immediately, her body jolted, like a surge of current ran through her.

"Ahh!!" Meredith screamed.

Alex halted his thrust and embraced her. He could feel her flesh tightening around his shaft.

"It hurts!" she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks. The knight gently kissed her forehead, offering comfort in the moment.

"I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you," he said, his voice filled with regret. "But I can’t hold back. Let me fill you more, sweetie. Focus on me and let loose your body."

"More? There’s more?" she asked, surprised. She thought he had wholly entered her.

Alex chuckled.

"Yes, my dear. Now, that is just the tip part. I must put it all in. Take a deep breath and feel me."

He coaxed his wife gently, showering her with tender kisses and soothing words. As he felt Meredith’s body begin to relax, he slowly pressed deeper into her depth, eliciting a cry of pain. He wrapped his arms around her once more, whispering words of comfort and persuasion.

"Don’t cry, my love. Everything will be all right. You can get through this," he said softly.

Meredith nodded, surrendering entirely to him despite the tears. She let him fill her deeply, embracing her and kissing her tenderly. Alex paused, halting any movement once fully inside, giving his wife a moment to adjust to this new experience.

"I’m going to move now, Meredith," said Alex after a moment. "Follow my lead."

His hips began to piston, thrusting in and out of the shallow path. Meredith moaned as she felt his length stroking her inner flesh. The pain that initially was too much to bear dissipated, replaced by a new sensation of pleasure.

Instinctly, her body moved, following the rhythm.

"Alex! Oh, God!" she exclaimed as her eyelids fluttered.

"Just... a little more. I’m... almost there! Ahh!"

The building passion of the night became more intense with the incoming pleasure. As they reached their peak, Meredith’s body shuddered with exquisite intensity while Alex sowed his seeds inside her, following with a loud groan.

Sweat glistened on his bare chest as he savoured the warmth of his wife’s body for the first time. Their union, forged in love and commitment, intertwined their hearts, bodies, and souls, completing the bond of the newly wedded couple.

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