Edie

Edie

SasatheShy

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Connected

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That evening, it was quite warm. Which was a good sign. Edie was relieved, for she surely would had turned into an icicle if it had been snowing. She had just stepped out of the inn, ready to travel to Cain’s all on her own. Sighing, she looked up to the sky. There was some clouds, but the sky was a mix of beautiful oranges and pinks with some gray. It was quite beautiful, and it made Edie smile. She had not been outside, really, just as the sun would set.

Keeping the blue shawl wrapped snuggly around her shoulders, Edie started to move her feet. Taking a look back at the inn, Edie made her way down the streets of Forter.

She ignored everyone. She made sure to keep her eyes forward. She’d watch every step she took, not wanting to risk tripping, as she neared the more fancy neighborhoods in the town. The directional path to Cain’s place still pinned her mind. She knew she would not get lost. She could not miss Cain’s house, and the travel there was almost a straightforward path. Only a couple turns here and there had to be made.

Some elderly people glanced her way, when she stepped by. She was certain she had seen some of them before when she first walked this area with Cain. They almost seemed stiff by her lone appearance. Suddenly, she felt unwelcome.

Crossing her arms, Edie stopped walking. She slowly looked behind her. A part of her determined whether she should go back to the inn. But then again, she should not feel discouraged from the interested gazes coming from groups of old, rich snobs. Taking a deep breath, she pushed forward.

Before Edie knew it, she was staring up at Cain’s luscious living quarters.

Trembling, she stepped up to the large doors. She saw a pair of golden knockers. She had not noticed them her first trip there, but it was a different approach, back then. She reached a hand up, and gave the right knocker four discrete bangs. Hopefully, someone had heard this.

After only some seconds, Edie got her answer. The door opened wide, and Edie found herself being stared down at by a rather large Cretchen with ruffled black hair and deep blue eyes. When he eyed her up and down, he raised a brow. He said nothing, waiting for her to be the first to speak.

“Um…” she nervously began. “M -- my name is Edie. Cain --”

Nodding, the man stood aside, welcoming her in. Edie was a bit surprised; on the other hand, she had the feeling that her name was well-known, now, throughout Cain’s mansion. That was thanks to the Verity incident. But Edie did not want to think about it.

Once inside, warmth greeted her. She sighed as the Cretchen led her down the hallway. The walls were all too familiar. The place was as large as ever, and Edie figured she’d be meeting with Cain in that same room. However, as the Cretchen led her in an opposite direction, Edie knew, for a fact, that she was being led elsewhere. She already knew the place that well. The walls were not familiar, nor were the hallways, nor furniture and decorations. She wanted to ask the Cretchen where exactly he was leading her. But she didn’t want to be rude. She kept her hands folded as she followed him.

Taken to a single door next to two large ones, Edie was halted by the Cretchen. He put his hand out. “Wait here.” And he vanished into the room on the other side of the single door.

Edie nervously looked about. She turned her head, gaping when she noticed a young woman peeking at her from around the corner. The woman had only been there briefly. Edie was almost sure that she had imagined her. But that face had looked quite familiar.

The door opened. Edie let the woman go. She looked up at the Cretchen.

“Go on in,” he gestured.

“Thank you,” bowed Edie. And she stepped through the door.

On the other side was a quiet, comfortable room. To the far left rested many oak stands filled with books and scrolls. There was some sitting chairs, and two small oil lamps. Some painting of a forestry scene was on the wall. There was some ducks or swans in the painting, as well. In the center rested a familiar table Edie remembered. There were two plates set up, a large white candle was burning in the middle, and next to the table was that familiar food tray. Cain stood just in front of it, smiling at her warmly.

Something about him was -- different. Edie gaped, when she took notice of his attire. He was not dressed in his usual uniform. Instead, a handsome white shirt and dressy black pants covered him nicely. He also wore nice black boots.

He, surprisingly, looked almost casual. And, to Edie’s confusion, his new look was causing her to blush.

“Good evening,” he said. “I didn’t think you’d come.”

“M -- me neither,” she answered honestly. She stayed in her spot, waiting to be told what to do. The dinner smelled amazing. However, the scent was not duck nor rice. She wondered what it could be.

Chuckling, Cain walked over to Edie. “Well then, we’re both here, so we might as well enjoy a nice dinner.”

He put his hand out, hoping she’d accept it. To his astonishment, she did. Her hand fit nicely in with his. Smiling, he led her over to the table. He pulled her chair out for her, and he helped to scoot her in once she had sat down.

“Where are we?” Edie found herself asking.

“My study,” Cain said. He made them drinks. Knowing Edie still wasn’t fond of the red wine from their first dinner, he, instead, was serving fine sparkling water with lime. “I come in here when I don’t want to be bothered when I’m working in my bedroom just through that door.”

Edie’s mouth dropped. “W -- we’re next to your bedroom?” A glass of the sparkling water was placed in front of her. She saw that Cain was smirking.

“Yes,” he answered. “We are.”

Nibbling on her bottom lip, Edie thanked him for the drink. But she did not pick it up, yet. She was picturing in her mind what Cain’s bedroom might look like. Now, she was very curious. And that sucked.

“Why aren’t we dining in that other room?” she questioned. She almost pouted up at him, which made him tense.

“I thought that we’d have more privacy here.”

“Oh.” Edie leaned back.

Thinking that the topic should be switched, Edie turned her attention on the silvery tray.

“Smells good,” she whispered.

Cain smiled. He prepared their two plates. Opening the dishes, he revealed succulent pork marinated in rich brown gravy. Next to it was fine bread, and honey-flavored butter spread. A medium wooden bowl contained salad greens.

Edie was impressed.

“Wow,” she whispered. She blushed when Cain chuckled at her.

“I try,” he said proudly, even though he was not the one that had prepared the meal.

He served Edie dinner. He placed a good portion of pork onto her plate, then topped it with only a small amount of the gravy. He buttered her a piece of bread, and placed it down on the plate, then he finished by putting greens next to it. He set her plate down in front of her before serving himself.

Sitting down, Cain sighed as he unfolded a clothed napkin. He placed it on his lap as he looked over at her. “Please eat?”

Edie nodded her head. She picked up her utensil and started to enjoy a nice meal with Cain in silence.

She was glad it had mostly been quiet. While she cut up her meat, and took a bite, she turned her eyes on the food tray. She blinked, and went red when she noticed that the box filled with those delicious, round chocolates was sitting right there next to the salad bowl. She was eager to have another one of those -- and if Cain was feeling generous, perhaps he’d not tease her, and allow her to have more than just one or two.

She dug into her salad greens, stabbing at some and putting a good amount in her mouth. As she chewed, she could feel Cain’s gaze on her. She went pink and swallowed.

“Is it good?” he asked her.

Blinking, Edie nodded her head. “Yes, it is.”

“Good.”

Dull. So very dull. Cain wanted to think of something to say; anything! He cut at his pork, keeping his eyes on Edie. She looked so beautiful. His eyes fell over her dress. “That’s a lovely dress. Did Leigh lend it to you?”

“No,” Edie shook her head. “It’s mine.”

Cain was taken back, by this. “Really?”

“It belonged to my mother,” Edie said softly.

Suddenly, Cain felt as if a ton of weight was pushing down on his heart. He rubbed his chest a bit, trying to make the odd sensation go away. Where had that come from? “Oh…” He drifted. He looked down at his half-empty plate. “Well -- it looks beautiful on you.”

“Thank you,” Edie whispered.

There was a bizarre silence, then. It was most peculiar. The two sat before one another, and both were facing these new, undesired emotions. Edie was feeling almost happy, and Cain was feeling almost sad.

Neither understood what was happening.

Shortly, they had finished the main course. Cain cleared their plates off the table, glad to see that Edie had completely cleaned her plate. He had, as well, minus a single green leaf. He placed the two plates on the tray, and rolled it out of the room. Leaving it in the hallway, he grabbed the small box of chocolates, and closed the door.

He returned to the table, and sat back down. He placed the box on the table, and then he just sat there, motionless. Edie still sat opposite of him, quiet as a mouse.

Rubbing the back of his neck, Cain sat dumbfounded. He never thought that’d he’d have difficulty thinking of something to say. Here, he had invited her to dinner, and he had hoped that they’d further discuss certain things. He supposed he could talk with her about that. He needed to stay in control. He could not allow her presence to make him change his mind. But before he gained the opportunity to start, Edie had beaten him to it.

“Thanks for -- dinner,” she said. “It was really good.”

“Sure,” Cain nodded. He stared down at the chocolates. Smiling, he opened the lid. “Want some dessert?”

Edie eyed the chocolates. “Okay.”

Standing to his feet, Cain re-closed the box. He grabbed it and went around the table. He smiled down at Edie. “Let’s go sit in those two chairs, then. They are much more comfortable than these table chairs.”

Nodding, Edie was helped to her feet. She took the left chair, resting against the soft red fabric. It was really cozy, in fact. Edie loved it. She leaned back as Cain sat next to her in the other chair. He grinned as he opened the box of chocolates again. He held it out to her.

“Please help yourself?” he insisted.

Needn’t be told twice, Edie thanked him as she took two chocolates. She popped one into her mouth, having missed the rich, elegant flavor as it melted onto her tongue. She held back a moan as Cain ate a chocolate, also. He turned, seeing that Edie was already finished with her second one. He chuckled.

“Slow down.” He had teased this order.

“Sorry,” Edie whispered. She was allowed a third one.

He watched her as she suckled on the third chocolate. He rested his chin over his middle finger as his pointer rested just on the side of his mouth. He had his elbow rested against the arm of the chair as he sat there in deep thought. Edie did not take notice of this. She was taking in her surroundings. He guessed that she found the study to be more pleasing then that large white room they had been in last time.

Soon, Cain leaned forward. He stared straight at her, showing he was ready to talk seriously.

“Edie,” he began. “I’d like to ask you something.”

Gulping, Edie knew that this would come. But she was not expecting what he was about to ask her. “Okay.”

Thinking for a moment, Cain nodded. “What made you decide to come here tonight?”

Hearing this question made Edie’s eyes widen. She stared up at Cain, shocked. Quickly, she looked away while resting her hands on her lap. They had started to shake, and Cain took note of this. He remained quiet, waiting for an answer.

“I -- I don’t know,” she soon whispered.

Cain knew that she was not being honest with him. He hinted her hands. They were shaking even more. He wanted to reach out, and take them in his hands. He wanted to gently massage them.

Finally, he sighed. “Edie, I can see right through you.” He watched as she shook her head slowly. “Did you come here because of -- what we did in your bedroom?”

“No!” Edie shouted. She turned her head towards his direction. She gaped, hating how she had answered. It was obvious that she was lying through her teeth. “I just --” she sniffled. “I think -- I should be heading back.”

Even so, Cain warmly smiled at her. He got to his feet, shrugging. “Alright.” His actions caused Edie to gap.

Alright? That was it? He wasn’t going to fight the words out of her?

Shakily, Edie rose to her feet. She took a few steps forward as Cain walked up to the door. Her mind was racing. How could he just leave it at that? Just -- like that? For some reason, it made her angry. She stopped walking. She fiddled with her fingers, finding that she was shaking out of control. Was she truly that mad at him? Or was there more to it?

“I’ll have a guard take you home,” he said.

What? He wasn’t even going to be her escort?

Without knowing the outcome of her sudden behavior, Edie shook her head as she stood her ground. And then, a single word that she breathed out caused her body to tremble.

“No.”

Lifting his head high, Cain slowly turned and eyed Edie with interest. “Edie?”

Sniffing, Edie shook her head. “No. I -- I want to stay! I -- I don’t want to go home. At least -- not yet…”

Cain smiled.

“I -- I don’t know what to do,” Edie continued, whimpering. “I can’t stop thinking about the kiss! It’s -- it’s stuck in my head.” She grasped her head. “It’s there -- I can’t let it go. I can’t get you out of my head…! Why?”

Looking up, she pressed on even as Cain started to make his way over to her.

“Why is this happening,” she cried. “Damn it! I don’t know what to think! I don’t! I don’t, I don’t, I don’t!”

She flapped her arms about as she cried. The moment Cain’s arms wrapped around her body, she calmed down and pushed into his chest as he made soothing shush sounds.

“It’s alright,” he whispered, doing everything he could to keep her under his control. However, that was difficult --

For he, too, was confused. He was not confused with Edie. He was confused with himself. Seeing her crying was not to his liking. He was actually hating it, and he wanted those tears to stop. He wanted to soothe her. He wanted to hold her.

He wanted a turn comforting her.

“Come on,” he soon said softly. “There’s something I want to show you.”

Wiping at her nose, Edie stared up at Cain as he took her hand in his. Like a puppet, she followed him. She was curious. “W -- what is it?”

“You’ll see,” he said.

She was led just next door, and when she realized it was Cain’s bedroom, she nearly pulled away.

Nearly.

Looking around in awe, Edie took the large room in. She saw Cain’s work desk, organized neatly. She turned her head to find a large dresser and a full-frontal mirror. To the far back, she spotted his bed. It was grand and amazing, covered by white sheets. Edie gaped at it. She had never seen a bed that large before. There was even a chimney, which completely flabbergasted her. It was unlit. She patiently waited at the door as Cain went into the back of his room. She watched him dig around in his dresser, soon pulling out a small box.

As he peered down at the box, Cain smiled gently. The box was a sea-green color with a white ribbon tied around it. It was not dusty, even though it seemed to be a few years old. Holding it close, Cain arched his neck around, eyeing Edie. He saw that she was taking in his fabulous chamber. He was glad that she appeared impressed.

Holding the box close to his heart, Cain made his way back over to Edie. He stepped in front of her, and he showed her the box. He acted as if he was holding a precious, newborn kitten.

“The item inside is very dear to me,” he spoke. He saw that she was listening sharply.

“What is it?” she asked, then. She had a hint of sparkle in her eyes.

Smiling, Cain placed the small box into Edie’s hands. He did so gently, wanting her to see that whatever was inside the box was, indeed, fragile. Edie held it close, a bit stunned that she now held the mysterious item. She looked up at Cain, using her eyes to ask him why he had handed her something so dear to him. His sincere smile only widened as he gave a short nod.

“Open it,” he ushered.

She examined it first, acting like a curious child. But she saw that Cain was impatient, so she untied the white lace. She balanced it on her wrist. Opening the box, she peeked inside. And what she saw made her gasp.

There, staring straight up at her, was a silvery, golden ring. It was breathtakingly beautiful. It had a vine-like design carved around it, and placed in the center was a small, white diamond, though Edie could only recognize it as some gemstone.

“It’s so beautiful,” she breathed.

“Yes,” Cain said softly. He took it out of Edie’s hands. “It belonged to my mother.”

Overwhelmed with the idea that Cain had even had a mother, Edie’s jaw nearly dropped. But -- well, he was human, too. She slowly looked up at him, taking her eyes off of the ring, momentarily. “Y -- your mother’s?”

He nodded. “Yes. It was her wedding ring. She passed away when I was nine, told me to give it to the woman that I wanted for my bride…”

Edie stiffened. She took a step back. “Bride?”

Carefully, Cain removed the ring from the box. He gently took Edie’s left hand, and he hoisted it up.

“W -- wait…” Edie stuttered, but she had only made Cain chuckle.

“Don’t worry,” he said softly. “I am not asking you to marry me. I am giving you the ring as a gift.”

“What?” Edie’s eyes widened. She shook her head swiftly. “N -- no! I couldn’t -- take it! It was -- if it was that precious to your mom. I -- I can’t…”

“And why not? You are the woman I love, Edie.”

“Because!”

She bit her bottom lip. She peered down at the ring. She said nothing as it was slipped onto her ring finger, fitting nicely at the end. The metal was cold against her skin.

“Well,” Cain whispered while grinning. “Look at that. A perfect fit.”

Edie took her hand back. She looked down at the ring. It looked happy on her finger, but she was so unsure about it. It didn’t feel right, and yet it did. Receiving the ring had made her grow silent. She awkwardly rocked on her feet.

“Want to sit?” she heard Cain whisper.

Shrugging her shoulders stiffly, Edie gave a robotic nod. Cain took her hand as he led her over to his bed. Seeing this was the only place they could really sit, she thought nothing of it.

Sitting down, she was surprised by how soft the bed was. She bounced a bit, currently forgetting about the ring she was wearing.

The captain found her to be especially cute that evening. She admired all of his things.

“Soft,” Edie found herself whispering. She went red as a cherry. But to die down her flush, she decided to continue talking. “What’s this made of?”

“Feathers,” he said plainly.

“Not straw?”

“No.”

Edie rested her hands on her lap. She kept her head lowered, but her back straight. She remained as still as possible while thoughts clouded her mind. She was beginning to ponder why she had wanted to stay with Cain. There should had been no reason for wanting to. She had not meant to shout out her feelings towards their shared kiss. The only reason she had kissed him was because she felt sorry for herself.

At least, she was sure of this.

Cain sat just as still as her, angered by his own thoughts. He bit his tongue, keeping himself from saying anything that could lead to disaster. The kiss also was a priority he wanted solved. But his was for different reasons. Some of what Tonisha had told him still haunted him. She feared he’d hurt Edie -- or even, possibly, himself? But was that even possible? He was certain that it was not. However, the fear was still there. It was an odd fear. Cain felt foolish. Which was not now, nor ever something he was used to. He was Captain Cain, after all.

He was certain he always made the right decisions, no mistakes.

On instinct, he turned to look at her. To his surprise, she had done the exact same thing.

Their eyes locked. The two could feel their heartbeats quickening as they each took a deep breath.

“Edie,” Cain spoke first. “Whatever you’d like to say to me, please do.” It had been a request.

Edie’s eyes shifted slightly, focusing on Cain’s smooth chin briefly. She looked back up into his eyes. She became warm, then, as she thought back to the kiss. It was, by far, the best kiss she had ever received. She never thought she could admit this. But she had never expected Cain to kiss her so passionately, instead of like some monster.

“I’m not sure what I want to say,” she answered honestly. “I just -- I -- want…” She paused, stunned by her own thoughts.

“What do you want, Edie?”

Feeling some warm tears fall, Edie knew what she wanted. Though she was afraid by what the outcome may be, all she knew was that she had been struggling and struggling. She no longer wanted that.

She no longer wanted to fear Cain.

Leaning forward, she slowly arched her head up. As her lips quivered before Cain’s own, her tears stopped. Saying nothing more, she daringly brushed her lips over Cain’s. She took in his sour smell before her lips locked with his.

Together, they inhaled. The kiss was slow, simple, and sweet. Edie was the first to pull away, in only seconds. She leaned her head back, and she opened her eyes. She stared up at Cain, seeing his bewilderment. For a second there, Edie felt sick to her stomach. At that moment, she was being the naughty one, and Cain was -- well, he was acting like her; he was being quiet and unsure.

It was interesting.

But when she realized what she had just done, Edie quickly turned her body around. She grasped her hair, holding back tears as she looked down at the floor. “I’m sorry. I -- I don’t know what’s wrong with me…”

Closing her eyes, she allowed some droplets to pour. She shook her head as the room grew silent. She wondered if Cain was angry with her. But she soon felt his two strong arms wrapping around her genially. She moved a bit out of fear, but she heard his soothing whispers as he tried turning her around, she then knew that he wasn’t going to harm her.

Crying, she turned around, welcoming the hug. She buried her face into his chest, taking in his rich scent. It drove her wild. Sniffling, she took deep breaths as she glanced up at him. He was calmly staring down at her, showing her a face she’s never pictured on him before. He appeared puzzled, and he was being so kind.

Who was this man? And where had he hidden the true Cain?

“Don’t cry,” he whispered, almost begging as he cupped her cheek.

Then, they froze. They stared into each other’s eyes. Edie was relaxing, due to his touch, his presence. And he was becoming more than just the captain he was titled as. In her eyes, he was becoming what a real man ought to be. And in his eyes, she was becoming the strong, beautiful, amazing woman he had learned to fall in love with.

With parted lips, the two joined in another kiss. Cain wrapped his arm over her shoulders, pulling her in close as their passionate kiss deepened. He leaned down, soon joining his tongue with hers. Edie moved her hand to find his. She curled her fingers around his fingers as she closed her eyes.

A sudden moan escaped her. She trembled beneath Cain. She was starting to lose control of her body. Her mind was racing, and her skin was starting to warm up.

Knowing then why she had wanted to stay, Edie sighed. She knew why she had been bothered by that kiss. She knew why Cain bothered her. Others might had told her differently. They could call her insane, stupid, or worse for what Cain had put her through. But she just did not care. Her tears had dried. She was shaking, but not out of fear. Her body was tingling, and she knew why.

She wanted him. And that which had happened to her in the past was gone.

Cain broke their kiss. He stared into her eyes. He had no words. He gently brushed at her hair using his fingertips, receiving a moan from her. He had never felt like this before… Never for anyone. His heart was rapidly beating. He was sweating. His entire body felt oddly tense, and he knew it was different from before -- it was not like when he had had his way with her. It was not like those few times when he’d allow Verity a taste of him… It was so much more.

He craved for her. And this time, he wanted to do it right.

Again, they kissed, this time more softly. Edie wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him close. She could feel his arms lowering to her back. The only sound came from their breathing. In seconds, a shockwave hit the both of them. Each moaned as they pulled back. They shook as they looked into each other’s eyes. Cain pressed his forehead against hers. He cupped her cheek, and he took her beautiful face in. Edie held back another moan.

The night was young.

Some minutes later, Cain was checking the hallways. He made sure they were clear before closing his bedroom door. He locked it, then, and he slowly turned to Edie. A fire now crackled in the chimney, lighting up the room nicely, allowing the two to see each other’s bodies. She was standing in front of the bed now, and panting lightly while looking at him. Both were clothed, still. However, each had removed their boots. They were both bare-footed.

Cain slowly stepped forward some. He placed his hands behind his back, and stood still, waiting. His eyes never left Edie, and hers never left him.

With her hands at her sides, Edie slowly moved them down. She bent as she put her hands up her blue dress. She did not look away from Cain as she pushed down her brown undergarments. She only had to peer down for a second in order to lift her feet, and get them off. She let them fall to the floor as she straightened up. She was glowing as she stared at Cain. She saw he had become stiff. She saw just the tip of his tongue briefly, it wanting to lick across his lips as he watched her.

Edie lifted her arms to the white lace of her dress. She slowly untied it, then, loosening her dress. As she did this, Cain tugged on his white shirt. His eyes kept still. He froze when Edie lowered her dress.

In seconds, it was on the ground, and Edie was standing nude before the captain.

The captain’s eyes shifted down. He breathed in as he met her beautiful, perky breasts with puffy, pink nipples, and the golden brown hairs between her legs. He never realized just how gorgeous she was.

He made his way over to her, tugging at his shirt more. He soon stood in front of her. He noticed she was shaking, and he knew that she was nervous. Showing her that he would not harm her, he placed his hands gently on her hips. Her skin was smooth as silk. Cain trembled in order to keep his body under control. He used his other hand to tilt her chin. He smiled down at her, and he planted a sweet, wonderful kiss to her lips.

As soon as her dress had hit the ground, Edie felt shy. She tried to keep her body from shaking, but failed. She was naked! And now, Captain Cain, the very man that had raped her, was now staring at her fully naked body. He was admiring her breasts, and her vagina. Edie somehow managed to keep from covering herself with her hands. She had also managed to keep her eyes focused on him. The moment he had reached her, and touched her, she felt better.

She welcomed his kiss. She moaned slightly, taking in his delicious taste. Her shakes had ceased. When the kiss broke, she watched him bring his own arms up to his shirt. She watched as Cain lifted his shirt up over his head, revealing his partially hairy chest.

Immediately, Edie fell in love with the handsome chest. She brought her hands up over it, brushing at Cain‘s hairs, grazing over his hidden pink nubs. She eyed him, seeing that he was keeping still. He was watching her, and allowing her to touch him. With him arching his head back, she brought her hands up to his collarbones. She rubbed him gently. A petite smile met her lips as she brought her hands around his neck, pulling him close.

Moaning, Cain met Edie’s lips again. She was so amazing. Her hands made him shudder all over. He knew he was already hard as a rock. She was the first, and only woman that was capable of making him feel out of control.

He gently took her hands in his. He lowered them, making them rest at Edie’s sides. She looked at him with confusion, but he merely glowed at her before caressing his hand up her stomach, inching up to squeeze her right breast lovingly. His action caused Edie to gasp. She opened her mouth, moaning unexpectedly. She glanced down, watching as Cain leaned down to entertain her breasts further.

Edie’s two mounds were adorable. They weren’t too big, nor too small. They poked out, and were even jiggly. Cain loved them. He eyed the right one, taking it in before placing his lips over the puffy nipple. He gave it a juicy kiss, and pulled away. He heard a moan catch in Edie’s throat. He held back a groan as he kissed her left nipple. He soon had both of his hands entertaining one of each, squeezing them happily. He took her right nipple again, this time giving it a good suckle. He pulled on the nipple, causing Edie to gasp. He could feel her arms pressing against his shoulders, begging for more.

God, she was fantastic. Cain felt like the luckiest man in all the land. He hugged her around the waist, burying his face between her breasts. She moaned as he kissed her there. Her skin was moist, and her body was so warm.

Cain moved his body up, slithering his tongue along Edie’s skin. He licked at her collarbone before pleasuring her neck, and left cheek. He finally found her lips. His tongue entered, and played with hers. Edie moaned as Cain suckled on her tongue. She took a deep breath as he pulled away to look at her.

She glanced at him, seeing he was very tense. She took his hand as she was led over to the bed, walking backwards, yet being careful with each step. She knew that if she were to fall, Cain would catch her. Soon, she was seated on the bed. A deep red covered both her cheeks as she saw what was to come next.

In seconds, Cain had his hands on his black pants. He eagerly pushed them and his own undergarments down, and he released what he had to show.

At first, Edie felt as if her eyes were playing an evil trick on her. But it was no trick. There, bobbing before her, was Cain’s amazing penis. It was massive! Edie knew Lavan’s could not even compare -- the thickness and handsomeness was indescribable. And the moment it had been released, Edie gasped, feeling her vagina leaking. She exhaled, and her being pleased made Cain pleased.

Still, Edie was a bit startled. She was staring straight at the monster that had hurt her seven years ago. No wonder it had hurt, she thought. Cain’s penis was so large!

Would it fit in her now?

But oddly enough, the fear did not stay with Edie long. Even if the penis was larger than any she’s heard tales of, it’s very length and wonder made her reach out to take it. She could feel Cain’s eyes piercing through her, anxious for her touch.

Edie’s fingers wrapped around the shaft. It felt so warm and hard. Slowly, she started to stroke it, gaining a soft grunt from Cain. She watched it with interest. As she stroked it, the foreskin would shield the tip of his penis before getting pulled back. Edie repeated this process, not having done this step with Lavan. She had only touched him the one time -- but she’s never gone this far before. And she was not sure what else to do. But Cain did.

Taking a few steps closer, Cain grabbed his penis and inched it towards Edie’s mouth. The act made Edie gap. She stared up at Cain, wondering if it’d taste dirty. He only gave her a reassuring smile as his aching tip touched her closed lips.

Unsurely, Edie found her lips parting. She opened her mouth and engulfed the massiveness best she could. As it pressed into her mouth, she moaned loudly. She kept her fingers around the thick shaft while suckling and pleasing the tip.

Instinct took over her as she pleased Cain orally. With her eyes looking up at him, she pushed his large shaft in and out of her mouth, feeling the tip tickling the back of her throat. Her free hand massaged his balls perfectly, causing Cain to groan every few seconds. He was keeping his eyes on her. Using his left hand, he pushed her curly hair out of her face. He placed his hand on the top of her head.

Needing air, Edie pulled off the penis. She released a huge sigh. She continued to stroke it. She held it up, curiously looking underneath it. She leaned down, some, using her tongue to lick up the shaft. She listened as her move made Cain grunt. She licked down some, and paused. She pulled away, eyeing the pair of balls. She tilted her head, wondering what it’d feel like to have them in her mouth.

Daringly, Edie decided to give them a taste. She licked at them.

Cain shook in place. He growled as he stared down at her. He never thought she’d go that far. But he was not complaining. But soon, he could not take anymore. He gently pushed her off of him, having her stand to her feet. She seemed puzzled by this, but as she was kissed again, she knew she had pleased him well.

Moaning, Edie found herself falling backwards. Cain was pushing her down onto the bed. Edie sighed as her back rested on the soft covers. She stared up at Cain with curious eyes, wondering what he had planned.

In her situation, some may tell her it was wrong. But Edie was not feeling scared, nor worried. She was feeling beautiful. She put her arms up over her head as she eyed Cain. She even made a tiny smile.

He smiled back. He knelt, and scooted her forward, having her behind rest nicely on the edge of his bed. Her legs dangled off the end. Cain pushed them apart, eager to see what lay between those beautiful, smooth legs.

What he saw delighted him. He stared down at Edie’s gorgeous, hairy vagina. He eyed her, seeing that her face was a brilliant pink.

He gently placed his fingers between her moist lips. He started to rub her vagina in a circular motion, feeling his fingers becoming wet. He watched as Edie closed her eyes, moaning happily. Inching his face close, he used both hands to spread her vaginal lips wide open.

Absolutely breathtaking; the smell, the color, and the cuteness. She was so wet. Cain never imagined she could get this wet from him. Not after what had happened in the past. But here she was, leaking uncontrollably.

Leaning down, Cain took a good sniff. He moaned under his breath. He stared up at Edie. Her eyes were wide, but she was panting heavily. Keeping her moist vagina spread, Cain lowered his lips over her clitoris, licking and suckling it.

Gasping, Edie flew her head back, hitting it against the bed. A low moan left her as Cain ate at her vagina. She shook. She could feel his tongue circling around her clitoris, causing more juices to flow out of her. As Cain sped up, Edie grasped the bed sheets, and arched her back. She licked her lips, and closed her eyes.

It was so amazing. Edie could feel her vagina shaking. It was loving Cain’s tongue; his touch. Reaching her hand to her breast, Edie gasped. She shuddered a bit. Her left nipple was hard. Not even Lavan had made her nipples poke out that much. Her entire body felt so sensitive and frail. But it craved more and more, even though Edie was shaking madly.

“Ooh…” she cooed.

At that moment, she could feel something entering her gently. Gasping, Edie felt Cain’s sneaky middle finger. It pushed deep into her moist hole. While this occurred, her clitoris was still gaining treatment. It throbbed.

With her eyes open, Edie moaned and panted as she was orally pleasured. She kept glancing down at Cain’s head. It was the only thing she could see, besides his calm eyes focused on her vagina.

She almost whined when she felt Cain stop. He pulled his finger out of her and stopped licking her. He eyed her, for a moment, before placing both his middle and pointer fingers into his mouth. He grunted before pushing the two fingers into Edie.

Moaning, a smile came to Edie as her eyes sparkled. She leaned her head back, groaning as Cain’s fingers thrust in and out of her. In seconds, she squeaked as an orgasm overtook her. She trembled as her inner walls clamped around Cain’s fingers. Her eyes nearly rolled back as the two fingers slid out of her.

Wiping her face, Edie stared up at Cain. He crawled over her, being very careful as he leaned down to kiss her. Edie accepted the kiss. She groaned, feeling his penis touching against her stomach. He was still so hard, and still so big.

Sighing, Edie smiled as she looked into his eyes. He seemed so calm, still. She supposed he was tempted to make her feel as good as possible. This stunned her. She cupped his cheeks, and moaned. She kissed him gently. She wanted him to feel good, too. But from the way he shuddered, she knew he was receiving the same amount. They were synch, and soon, she knew, that they’d be excitably together.

Edie felt thrilled. She was beyond shocked.

As the fire in the chimney cackled, Edie stared down as Cain lowered himself off the bed. He stood over it, keeping Edie’s legs spread. He kept his eyes on her lovely, wet face. He tilted his head back, grasping his erect penis. Edie knew what he wanted.

And she wanted it, too.

She spread her legs more. She opened her vagina all on her own, begging for his massive, hot penis. Her fingers became wet from her slippery vaginal lips. Her eyes twinkled prettily. Her breasts adorably squeezed close together. She was ready for him.

Cain sighed, thankful for her desiring need for him. He positioned his penis, and lightly rubbed it over her entrance. With her moan being his cue, Cain slowly pushed his penis inside of her.

The two shared equal gasps. Edie arched her head. She grasped the covers, and shuddered, shocked by what was happening. She shook, realizing that she had had a second orgasm just from him entering her. He stuck to her sticky, warm walls. She sucked around his penis, taking it all in. In seconds, his entire shaft was inside her. His tip pressed against her womb.

Groaning, Cain trembled as he placed his hands on Edie’s hips. He peered his neck down as Edie lifted her own. The two stared at their moist privates for a few seconds, taking in what was happening.

They were connected.

Cain waited until Edie was used to his size. But she immediately pleaded for him to move. She wiggled her hips, starting herself. Cain nearly chuckled, but it turned into a grunt as he began to fuck her.

He started slow, still being careful. His ears longed to hear nothing but satisfaction from her. He wanted zero sounds of pain. But it would seem that that was not going to happen.

Edie was resting comfortably against his bed, looking adorable and beautiful. She moved her head this way and that, moaning with almost every thrust. Her breasts jiggled up and down a bit. She even rubbed her hands over them, brushing her tingling nipples. She’d then spread her arms over the sides of the bed. She’d arch her head and back. And more moans would leave her.

Glad that she was craving him, Cain moved at a steady speed. He wanted this amazing sex to last. He did not know if or when he’d get another chance with Edie. But he was certain this would not be the only time.

Soon, he roamed his hands along her stomach. He made circles, tickling at her skin. He moaned as she gasped. She stared up at him, which drove him to go a bit faster. He studied her face, hinting nothing but lust and passion.

Perhaps more?

As they fucked, Edie started to sink into the bed. Cain had to bend his knees in order to keep his penis from slipping out of her. Sometime during being pounded, Cain had moved Edie’s behind completely off the bed. Her back now dangled in thin air, held by Cain’s hands grasping her butt-cheeks. She had her legs and feet wrapped around his own waist.

Cain’s penis easily slid in and out of Edie. His balls slapped against her butt-hole, causing short pounding noises with every thrust. After a few minutes, Cain panted as he slid to far back. His penis slid out of her. He had continued moving, however, causing his penis to slide across her reddened clitoris. He made her moan. He went to put his penis back in, but paused.

Nah. He was tired of the position.

Setting her legs down, he saw she was confused. But as he started to move her into a different position, she obliged right away. She blinked, soon being on her hands and knees. This position was all too familiar. It was how Cain had had her before… Shaking her head, Edie took a deep breath, not wanting to think of that. Instead, she lifted her behind high, and pushed her front side against his bed. She soon felt Cain’s weight getting onto the bed. It shook a bit as Cain grabbed Edie at the waist. She then felt his penis pushing back into her.

The bed squeaked while Edie was pounded from behind. She folded her right hand over her left. She looked ahead, closing her eyes every now and then whenever she received a thrust that’d feel electrifying. Which, to her happiness, was almost every thrust.

“Ooh…” Groaning, she moved her hands out. She lowered her head, balancing the top of it on the bed as she looked beneath her. Her breasts jiggled back and forth. She panted as she stared at Cain’s hairy legs, and his amazing balls as he moved in and out of her professionally. “Mm…”

It was then that Cain quickened his pace. He went swiftly, causing Edie to squeal loudly. Her mouth fell open. She was surprised, yet pleased with this sudden pace. It was as if Cain had known she was examining his movements. He went fast, then he slowed down. He’d go fast again, testing and teasing Edie. Her eyes went wide as an orgasm hit her.

“Ah!” she gasped. Her jaw dropped as she stared up at the ceiling. She trembled, but nearly laughed as Cain slowed down. He did not seem to notice she had released -- or, he had, for what he did next made Edie’s knees wobble…

Cain pulled his penis completely out of her, but he quickly pushed it back in. He did this a good three times, watching Edie’s vagina quiver. She wiggled as he did this, joining in as she moaned. She settled as he went back to pounding her normally.

Enjoyed being fucked from behind, Edie sighed as Cain decided he wanted to try another position. She slowly gaped as he gently helped her off the bed. She watched as he got onto the bed, and lay on his back. Tilting her head, she soon realized that he wanted her to take control of their fun sex.

Blushing, Edie crawled over him. She stroked his penis, making him grunt. He looked up at her as she got over him. She leaned down and kissed him. He kissed her back, adding tongue. The two moaned together as Edie’s hand never let go of Cain’s large penis. It was still so hard. Edie was amazed.

Breaking away from the kiss, Edie positioned her vagina over Cain’s penis. She bent down, and soon had it pushing deeply up inside of her. Groaning, her eyes twinkled as she balanced on her knees. She had never been in control before. But instinct told her what to do. She balanced on her knees as she started riding on Cain.

She blissfully bounced up and down on the large shaft. Squishy noises met her ears. She closed her eyes, feeling a bit embarrassed, for Cain was staring straight up at her. Her breasts were jiggling along with her. Cain’s hands were on her hips, rubbing at her smooth skin tenderly. She knew that her face was red. And she was also sweating. But it felt so damn wonderful.

“Ah…!” she cried. She arched her back, overcoming an orgasm as she heard Cain grunt. She wiggled her hips, having stopped bouncing. Instead, she only moved her hips around, still wanting to please Cain even though she was shaking from her orgasm. She soon met with his sticky chest. He had sat up, and was now holding her close.

Cain kissed her breasts, gaining squeaks. He held her still as her hips moved all on their own. She fell into him as she moaned, glad for his cozy, warm, amazing body. She took a deep breath as his face buried into her hair. He took in her magical scent, wanting to give her a moment’s pause before they continued.

Pulling back, Edie stared deep into his eyes. She took a few deep breaths before pushing her lips against his. She sighed as he kissed her back.

It’s been an amazing night, so far… Edie never thought this would happen. But since it had, she was not regretting a single second of it. Her body felt amazing, more so than it ever had before.

She did not want it to end.

But it’d soon would.

Gasping, Edie’s back soon pressed against the bed. Her head sunk into Cain’s comfortable pillow as he got over her. He pushed inside of her, bringing his body against hers as he thrust his hips swiftly. The two held one another close, panting as an invisible, serene tune played around them. They shared equal, passionate kisses. Edie knew that Cain was getting close. She rubbed his back happily, knowing she, too, would soon release.

She looked up at Cain. His face was right before hers. His usually smooth hair was now damp and a mess. His entire body was glistened from sweat, but this only made him appear more handsome. He grinded his teeth as he grinned at her. He went faster, pushing their bodies deeper into the bed and covers.

For a moment there, Edie almost felt afraid. She was allowing the man of her past to fuck her, and he was nearing his end. However, she found that there was no fear. The night had not been a nightmare. It had been heaven.

As Edie cupped Cain’s cheeks, she knew that what they were doing was right. And she knew that she had wanted to do this with him for the longest time.

“Mm.” Moaning, She held him close as she squeezed her vagina, clamping it around his thickness. She sighed and smiled as Cain loudly gasped in her ear.

Leaning his head back, Cain pressed his forehead agaisn’t Edie. He shuddered with her, and the two released.

“Ah!” Edie cried out as Cain filled her. She could feel his warm, thick, large amount of seed spraying into her. This caused her to orgasm. She leaked and wiggled beneath Cain while panting.

It was over. The best sex the both of them had ever had ended.

They panted. Cain blinked and stared down at Edie. He smiled at her, making her melt. She smiled back as she was given a sweet, gentle kiss.

Her mind was racing. The night had been wonderful. Cain had been wonderful. And now, a new, odd sensation was building up inside her.

But was it possible?

She tried to block it out. At that moment, she only wanted to enjoy being with Cain.

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A good wash, and a change of bed sheets later, Edie was happily snuggled up against Cain in bed. The two were still nude. Their bodies were covered by the warm, fresh sheets. Edie felt warm and wonderful. She sighed as her arm rested over Cain’s chest. She stared up at him, seeing that he was staring kindly down at her. She ran her fingers along his hairy chest, loving how his chest hairs tickled at her fingertips.

“Cain?” she whispered, then.

“Hmm?”

“May I -- ask you a question?”

Lifting his head, Cain nodded at her. “Sure.” He wasn’t worried. Well, a part of him was. He hoped that her question was nothing too personal. But then she spoke.

“How old are you?”

The question made Cain chuckle. He leaned back as Edie pouted at him.

“What’s so funny?” she asked.

“Nothing,” he said. He shook his head. “I’m forty-two.”

Edie gaped. She rested against his arm, keeping her eyes on him. “You don’t look forty-two.”

Smiling, Cain stared back at her. He reached his free hand to her face. He massaged her cheek gently. “And how old do I look?”

“Well,” she began. “Younger…” She had drifted. She sounded almost childlike, but her adorableness made Cain grin on the inside.

“Thank you,” he said. “That makes me feel less old.”

Edie sighed. She giggled a bit as she moved her head down to rest on Cain’s chest. She sighed as she held him close. “Mm… I was just curious. I haven’t known all this time -- but I’m glad I know now.”

She slowly closed her eyes, feeling content. The fire in the fireplace was slowly starting to dim down. Cain would make sure it was completely out before he went to bed. He wouldn’t want to risk burning his home down. He looked down at Edie. Seeing her so close to him made his heart leap with joy. He tensed up. His fingertips brushed at her cheek as his other hand massaged her shoulder.

“Sleepy?” he guessed. She replied by mumbling. He chuckled.

“Mm,” sighed Edie. “Cain?”

“Yes?”

“Tonight was…” she paused. She opened her eyes for a moment, taking in his presence. “It was one of the best nights I’ve ever had.”

“Same,” Cain admitted, having whispered this. He nodded at her, smiling proudly. He watched her eyes droop again. “Go ahead and rest for a while.”

“Sounds nice,” Edie yawned. She closed her eyes. She cuddled up to Cain, not wanting to let go.

Cain hugged her back. He brushed at her curly brown locks, not looking away until she was soon fast asleep. He leaned his head down best he could, planting a kiss on the top of her head.

“Sleep well, Edie.”

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Author side note: This was my favorite chapter to write. :)