The Alternative to Matrimony

She should feel shame, but she didn’t. She felt elation. She felt anger at her parents, for practically selling her, but elation because Ron had saved her.



She smiled back as he sat down beside her. “I’ll owl my solicitor, in the morning and tell him to purchase the property. It should be a day or to at most before you can move in. Until then you can stay here.”



She nodded. He stood up and moved to his cloak, retrieving something from the pocket and returned to her.



“I want you to wear this.” He held out a silver chain with an ‘R’ hanging from it. It was smaller then her fingernail. While she would have loved to think he bought it with her in mind, she knew it was more of a mark. Since he was married, he couldn’t claim her with a ring, but she would gladly wear his necklace. He was saving her from a monster. She would be forever grateful.



He fastened it around her neck, letting the ‘R’ fall just above her breasts. He liked the image of his initial on her chest.



He stood and held out a hand. She took it and let him lead her over to the huge bed. She knew what he wanted. She was prepared to give it. She would have had it taken from her by Sunderson if she married him.



Ron was giving her a choice. The choice between him and Nereus. She had chosen Ron and while she was happy to give in to him, it didn’t make her less nervous.



Ron saw her eyes darting around, avoiding the bed next to them. He slid his arms around her waist. She wasn’t resisting but Ron knew every nerve in her body was on edge. “Pansy, look at me.” His voice was clear and firm. She looked into his eyes. His face was relaxed as he focused his bright blue eyes on hers. “I don’t want you going to the meeting with the chance that you could be tricked into something. The Sundersons will perform a spell to see if you are a virgin since it’s the main stipulation. If it shows you are still innocent they might try to find a way to get you to sign a marriage certificate or agree to a magical bond. The only way to make sure Sunderson doesn’t want you is to take away the part he wants. We need to do this, Pansy, to keep you safe. I would love to wait until I can spend more time with you, and you can get comfortable with me, but you don’t have the luxury of that right now.” She nodded. He was right. She had to do this before tomorrow. “That’s my girl, now hold me, I wont bite.”



She brought her hands up and rested them on his arms. She took a moment to feel him, firm and hard under her palms. She settled her hands and looked back at him. There was no impatience. Pansy didn’t know it but Ron had secretly loved her small exploration of his arms.



Ron dropped his head and captured her lips. Pansy felt heat flood her body as Ron’s mouth took control. She opened her lips and welcomed his forceful tongue. She had never been kissed like that before. Pansy remembered what Ron had said about his wife being unresponsive. Well, if she was going to be a mistress, she had better act like one.



She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him back with an ardor she didn’t know she had. Ron groaned into her mouth and hugged her tighter, pulling her body against is.



Pansy wasn’t expecting long slow loving, she knew there would be plenty of that later. They would be able to take all the time they wanted.



She gasped as she felt his hands dive under her sweater and caress her back. He broke the kiss and looked at her. Her eyes were wide and her lips parted. They were swollen from his kisses.



She straightened her arms as he yanked the sweater off her and tossed it aside. Pansy blushed slightly. She had never been naked in front of anyone before. Ron pulled off his own shirt ruffling his hair in the process.



His body was firm and strong, without being overbearing. She went into his arms again. This time he held her eyes as he unhooked her bra.



Hs gaze was intense. She barely felt the lacy fabric fall down her arms. She expected him to look at her breasts but he didn’t. He took her shoulders and eased her onto her back on the bed. She tried to relax against the blanket as Ron took of her shoes. She heard them land on the floor. He kicked off his own and stripped off his socks then rested his body over hers.



She welcomed his kiss. He swallowed her gasp when he covered her breasts with his hands, rolling his thumbs over her nipples. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes.



“Don’t do that.” He whispered. She looked at him wondering what she did wrong. “Don’t close your eyes.” He said. Then she remembered that his wife didn’t look at him.



“I won’t close them again.” She said.



“And don’t hold back. I want to hear every noise you make.” She nodded and he plunged into her mouth again. She began panting as he licked and sucked his way down her neck. She let out every groan and whimper as he tasted her flesh.



She gripped his shoulders when he took her nipple in his mouth sucking until it hardened in his lips. He reached for his wand and with a muffled voice the rest of their clothes vanished. The feel of skin on skin set fire to her nerves.



Her body began to move under his. He slid a knee between her legs to part them then settled her thighs outside his hips. Her legs were curvy and smooth under his fingers. He could feel her shaking but knew it had nothing to do with the cold.



Resting his weight on one elbow, he looked in her eyes as he slid his hand down her chest and stomach to her pussy. Her breathing was labored and her chest was rising and falling under his. She kept her eyes on his, just as he asked.



He ran his fingers over her lips. She was moist already. He ran his fingers higher and found her clit, flicking it gently. She groaned and arched her hips slightly. “Does that feel good?” He asked.



“Yes.” She gasped. He leaned down and kissed her as he positioned himself at her pussy. She was ready. He would take all night with her next time, but for now, he was impatient to feel her.



He ran his cock head up and down her lips, coating the head with her juice. “When I have you all to myself, I will spend hours learning your body.” She nodded. “I will taste every inch f you.” He licked her lips. “Hold onto me.”



She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Ron kissed her again, and just as she relaxed, he thrust forward. She cried out an her eyes shot open.



“It will be over in a moment, relax. It will go away.” he whispered. She nodded and clutched tighter as the sting slowly went away. Ron kept his eyes on her face, planting kisses as she relaxed. He was fighting with his body trying to get it under control. The tightness of her pussy, squeezing him and her breasts heaving against his chest was challenging his discipline over his own cock.



Soon Pansy let out a breathe. “Are you alright?” He asked. She nodded



“I didn’t think it was going to be like that.” She told him with a shaky vice. He kissed her lips. “It will get much better. I promise.” He pulled out partially and then sank back in. Pansy groaned under him, pulling her knees up to his hips. Ron moved slowly, drawing out each stroke and drinking in her sighs, gasps moans and groans.



Her kisses became more aggressive. She plundered his mouth with hers. Ron was drowning in the pleasure. This was what he needed. He needed a woman who wanted him. She wrapped her legs around his hips and began to move with him.



Rom was being driven mental, he wanted to feel her loose control, to see her reach that bliss. He reached between their bodies and found her clit, smiling to himself as she began bucking wildly under him. She plunged her tongue into his mouth.



If it was possible for Ron to get any harder he would have. He moved faster, driving into the gorgeous body beneath him.



Ron felt her tightening around him. She started grunting with every breathe. He moved faster and faster, trying his hardest to give her what she was after.



She squeezed his shoulders, clenched her teeth and looked him dead in the eye as she was thrown over the edge. Her legs, arms and pussy clamped down and Ron lost what little control he had. He thrust hard and deep, growling into her mouth as she had done. He emptied himself inside her as she felt the last waves of her orgasm ebb away.



Ron stayed on top of her as they fought for air. Pansy didn’t let him go clinging to his body.



He raised up slightly and looked down at her. His fingers wove through her hair. Her face took on a peaceful look. Satisfied but peaceful. She gave him a small smile, but it spoke to Ron.



“You’re mine now. All mine.” He whispered.



“Yes Ron, all yours.” She said. He shut off all the lights settled under the covers, spooning up against her. This was yet another of his cravings. His wife always pushed away from him. Ron was a cuddler, and loved contact. Pansy didn’t try to slip away. She rested her hands on top of his arms and nestled her back against his chest. Ron fell asleep content that he at least, would have some happiness in his life.









a/n: this isnt the end, there is more to come