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Alice's Return	By : Burton_Wanna_Be Category: 1 through F > Alice in Wonderland (2010) > Alice in Wonderland (2010) Views: 5599 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Okay, this chapter is full of smut and a lot of flurting and a lemon! It's corny so be kind please.
Chapter 4
Alice sat impatiently bouncing her leg. She was surrounded by all her father’s old co-workers and they were dragging this meeting on. They were arguing about the same thing as last time. She rubbed her temples in annoyance.
Three days. It had been three days and she was restless to get back to Underland and Hatter. The only thing stopping her was these hum drum old men.
“Gentlemen.” She finally interrupted. She placed her hands on her desk and stood. “We have been here for the past hour listening to your argument with which we have heard for the past three times we’ve met. Now, I don’t know about you but I am tired of hearing about something we all have already decided on. I am, like most of the others, tired and wish to go home. Can you please just decide to go with the rest of us so that we may go home?”
Many of the others chuckled at Alice’s comment; the two men gave her an affront look. Then Lord Ascot stood coughing into his hand to hide his chuckle.
“I think that Miss Kingsleigh means to request that we adjourn for today.” He gave her a pointed look.
Alice sighed and lazily waved her hand. “To put it mildly.”
Again many of the board members chuckled. And again Lord Ascot tried to give her a serious look but his humor snuck through. Eventually everyone agreed and they began to leave. Alice grabbed her shoulder bag and left. She jumped into her carriage and had her driver hurry her home. Once there she barely stopped to say hello to her mother as she ran up to her room. She shed her ‘work’ dress and changed into a pair of trousers and her corset vest.
Since it was still mid afternoon the sun shone brightly making it easy for her to find the rabbit hole. Without thought she jumped. When she opened the door she was shocked to see that it opened into Marmoreal and that it was early morning. Apparently the door could open where it wanted.
“Well, hello there Alice.” McTwisp spoke from a few feet away.
“Hello, McTwisp.” She smiled at him. “How are you?”
“I’m well. And you?” He twitched his nose a bit.
“Good. How is it that the door opened in Marmoreal rather than the garden like usual?” Alice took a bit of the growing cake and straitened her clothing.
“Oh, yes, her Majesty had the door moved to Marmoreal so that your return would not be spent on traveling here.” He explained then looked at his pocket watch. “If you’ll excuse me I’m running late.”
“Could you tell me where Hatter is?” She called.
“I believe he’s in the training yard.” The rabbit called back and hopped away.
“Training yard, right. In the back.” She muttered to herself and headed to find her man. Along the way she greeted the people she saw. She was glad to be back. Who knew three days could be so long?
She walked down to the training yard, spotting Hatter immediately. He stood in the center of a half circle showing some knights certain new moves. She stopped a few feet away and leaned against one of the posts, watching the scene. Hatter was again shirtless, his muscles flexing and bulging at his movements. Alice couldn’t help but stare. Her eyes drifted over each defined angle. She could feel her body begin to heat as desire grew inside her. How could just watching him practice cause her to feel things she never felt before?
One of the knights looked away from Hatter and caught sight of her. She waved and pointed to Hatter. The knight nodded and waited for Hatter to finish his explanation before pointing her out. Hatter turned and a large smile covered his mouth. He motioned something along the lines of ‘I’ll be back’ and headed to her. She saw the knight shake his head and he and the others went onto practicing what they were just taught.
“Hello.” Hatter’s smile grew larger.
“Hi.” She smiled back.
“You kept your promise.” He pulled her into a hug and kissed her senseless. Alice moaned and returned his kiss. Gods, he could kiss. When he pulled away her laid his forehead against hers. “I’ve missed you.”
“And I, you.” She whispered back and kissed him. She would never get enough of him.
They stood there for a long moment just holding each other. Then someone called her name. They turned to see Mirana walking up to them.
“Hello, Mirana.” She smiled at the queen, Hatter’s arms still wrapped around her waist.
“It’s good to see you so soon again.” She came up to them. “I was wondering if you could help me.”
“With what?” Alice cocked her head to the side.
“I am trying to set up some trading post in the Outlands and I remembered that you said you had joined your father’s company after you returned home the last time.” The queen explained. “I hate to ask this of you and on the day you returned, but I have some men here who are to ride out and we could use your opinion.”
“I would be glad to help.” Alice agreed, hiding her disappointed look. She was tired and just wanted to spend time with Tarrant but knew she should help the queen. She looked up at Hatter.
“Go on.” He released her. “When you are done, we shall take tea in my shop.”
“I’ll see you then.” She kissed him on the cheek. Then followed the queen, a thought striking her. Maybe she could have a new life her with ease.

About two hours later, Alice stifled a yawn as she walked to Hatter’s workshop. She was so tired she could fall asleep while walking. In her arms were tombs stating the history of Underland’s trading. She had helped the Queen the best she could but decided to brush up on her history of Underland. She knocked on Hatter’s door, suppressing another yawn.
The door opened in a matter of seconds, Hatter standing there with a large smile. “Just in time.” He stood to the side and let her in. The room was brighter then the last time she was here; colorful fabrics now draped the walls, tables and even a huge pile sat near the window.
“Adding more color, I see.” She commented as she walked in.
“Of course, my life has more color now that you have returned.” He lead her over to the other room that had a drawing table with paper scattered everywhere on and around it and a small round table with a teapot, tea cups, and many different types of pastries and sweets.
“This looks wonderful.” She gasped and, as if on cue, her stomach growled. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast. She blushed and Hatter laughed. “I guess it looks wonderful to my stomach as well.”
“Then you must eat.” He pulled out one of the chairs for her. She sat and he went to his own. They talked and laughed for a while as they drank the tea and ate most of the pastries. Alice ended up modeling some of Hatter’s hats. She took a seat on the floor and read as he finished making many of his hats and clothing. She would give comments and ideas as he worked. She was halfway through one of the tombs she brought when her eyes began to become too heavy to keep open.
The sun had set over an hour ago, so she supposed she’d been up for a rather long time. She looked up and smiled as she watched Hatter move around a mannequin, humming to himself. He seemed so happy, something he deserved. Alice couldn’t stop the yawn that escaped her and stretched. Before she could stop herself, she laid down on the pile of fabrics and continued to watch him with tired eyes.
Hatter stepped back from his new dress to see if there was anything her could change to make it better. “What do you think, Alice?”
She didn’t answer. Worried he turned to find her slightly curled up on the fabric pile with her open book on the floor in front of her. She was fast asleep with a slight smile curving her lips. Poor woman, she must have been exhausted.
He moved to her and crouched. He gently moved a strand of her wavy blond hair out of her face. She was so beautiful. With a shake of his head he lifted her, surprised at how light she actually was, and carried her to her rooms. She began to stir and he decided he didn’t want to wake her so he placed her in his bed. A feeling of rightness settled in his heart. She looked perfect there, with her golden hair spread across his pillows and a peaceful look on her face.
He stroked her cheek, causing her to sigh and roll over to face him. She eyes cracked open a bit.
“Hatter?” The word was barely audible.
“Shh, go back to sleep.” This time he yawned.
Alice move back slightly and weakly patted the bed for him to join her. Hatter kicked off his shoes and laid next to her. She scooted closer to him and he wrapped his arm loosely around her. Again she sighed and settled into a peaceful sleep, Hatter following her.

The next morning Alice woke and noticed she wasn’t in her bed at her mother’s home or her bed at Marmoreal. She sat up and stretched, looking around. It took her a bit before she realized she was in Hatter’s room. What was she doing there? Then she remembered she’d fallen asleep in his workshop.
She crawled out of the large bed and walked into his workshop. Just like she thought, he was there moving about his projects. He paused when he saw her. She realized he wasn’t wearing his beloved hat.
“Good morning, my dear.” He bowed and moved back to one of his hats.
“Good morning.” She giggled at the way he danced around his projects.
“I trust you slept well?” He shot her a quick look.
“I did. Thank you for moving me.”
“I did not want you to be sore when you woke.” He nodded.
Alice vaguely remembered patting his bed, silently asking him to join her. She blushed at the unladylike request and didn’t bring it up. She went back to the pile and picked up her book. Then she realized it was raining outside.
“Oh, no,” she pouted. “It’s raining. I wanted to explore the maze today.”
Hatter stopped fussing over his projects and looked out the window. “That is a shame. The mazes are quite fun when chasing someone. Oh, that’s perfect.” He snapped his fingers and went back to his hat.
Alice shook her head at him and looked back out the window. She could remember the time her father and mother had chased her and her sister through the maze at their home. They had so much fun that day, even her proper mother. Then she remembered the day Diana had died and she had run into the maze. It had been raining, just like today, and it had taken her father over an hour to find her. When he had she had cried in his arms for a long moment. That day still hurt her.
She looked back at Hatter then the maze. Maybe today wasn’t a complete loss. She remembered the heated look in his eyes that night of the party. Maybe she could see how far she could push him. A sly smile spread over her face as a plan formed in her head. She looked around and found his hat perched on a plastic head on the closest table to the door.
“I suppose I should change.” She gave a soft feminine sigh.
Hatter looked up with a questioning look. Alice pretended not to see and headed to the door, purposely swaying her hips, she slowed and ran her hand gently against his hat. She could feel his eyes on her as she left, her sly smile growing bigger. Once she closed his door she hurried to her rooms, quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth. Then changed into one of the dresses given to her; adjusting the corset and bodice to show more of her chest. She left her hair down and only wore the necklace her mother had given her (Hatter had returned it during the tea party); she didn’t even put on shoes.
Taking a deep breath, she gently opened Hatter’s door, happy it didn’t give out a squeak. She peaked in and saw that his back was to her. He seemed to be focused on the dress before him. She quietly tiptoed to the hat, feeling like a child playing a trick on its parents. With one last look at Hatter she grabbed his hat and back to the door. She made sure to close the door loudly before she ran off, giggling like she had as a child. She ran down the hall and out to the maze.
Hatter jumped at the gently slam of his door. He turned with a raised eyebrow and noticed his hat was missing. His first thought was that Chessur had taken it. Then he remembered the way Alice had paused to touch it. Quickly he rushed to the window and looked down into the courtyard by the maze.
Alice had just run out into the drizzling rain. She paused and looked up at his rooms. She smiled and waved, in her hand was his hat. She lifted her other hand and gave him a come here finger curl along with a sultry look. Hatter couldn’t help the smile that formed on his face. So she wanted a chase, he would give her one.
He rushed from his room and out of the castle just in time to see her disappear into the maze. He followed her as best he could. He would keep catching a glimpse of her skirts or hear her light laughter. He barely noticed the rain, caught up in the excitement of the chase.
“Come out, come out where ever you are.” He chanted.
“You’ll have to catch me first.” She responded, sounding close.
He turned and ran in the direction of her laughter, catching sight of her skirts again. He ran faster, keeping her in sight. She made a turn that he knew would lead into a clearing. He took the faster route and waited at the opposite entrance. Just as he thought she came jogging into the clearing and he grabbed her. She squeaked as he lifted her, her squeak changing into laughter.
“Got you.” He whispered in her ear, setting her feet on the ground.
She turned in his arms to look up at him. “You sure did.” She placed his hat on his head and wrapped her arms around his neck. “What are you going to do about it?”
“Take my prize.” He growled and claimed her mouth. She moaned and pressed closer to him. Before either could stop, their kiss grew even more heated. His hands moved to grip her butt and pressed her even closer. She rubbed against him, causing him to groan. That made her press further into him, knocking them off balance.
Hatter landed on his butt still kissing Alice. He leaned back and rolled over so that Alice’s back was flat against the wet ground and he lay over her. They pulled back to gasp for air but he couldn’t stop for long. He began to kiss his way down her neck, licking and sucking at her wet skin. Alice moaned and tangled her fingers in his hair. She arched into his touch, lifting her leg to get closer.
Hatter moved one hand to massage her breast and the other to knead her leg as he went back to kissing her. The hand on her leg slowly inched up her thigh, bunching her skirts. Her skin was hot under his touch, drawing him closer. Her hands moved from his hair to trail down his back and slip under his shirt. She lightly touched the thick muscles of his back, bringing his shirt up. Hatter growled at the feel of the cool rain hitting his back in contrast the heat of her touch.
His mind was becoming hazy, all he could do was feel her around him and he wanted more. He lifted her skirts higher and higher until he almost had her long legs fully bared to his gaze. He pulled back and looked down at her. Nothing had looked more beautiful than the way she did now. Her head was thrown back in pleasure, her chest pushed out as an offering, and her long legs were free of her skirts. He had to have her, his cock hardening to the point of pain. Again he kissed her.
Alice was lost in the taste of him. She knew what they were doing was considered scandalous but she didn’t care. When he toyed with her breast through the corset she ranked her nails down his back, encouraging him further. He pulled back to search her eyes. She pressed her lower body against his and smiled when he closed his eyes and groaned. This time he kissed her harder, both hands moving to her bodice.
Just as he was about to unlace her bodice someone laughed. The two broke apart and looked in the direction of the laughter. Someone was coming closer. Hatter looked down at Alice, whose cheeks were a bright red. He kissed her again, putting whoever was coming closer out of his mind. At least until they both heard that person talking to someone else, clearly saying their names.
“Hatter,” Alice whispered, snapping him out of his desire filled trance.
With a deep throated groan he rolled off of her and landed in a pile of cold mud. He shot up, wiping at his back. Alice covered her mouth, trying to hide her laughter at his strange dance.
“You think it’s funny do you? That was cold.” He narrowed his eyes jokingly.
“I’m sorry.” She said trough her laughter.
Hatter reached down and splashed some of the mud on her. She screeched at how cold it was. Giving him a dirty look, she threw some of the mud at him. Soon they were both covered in mud and the March Hare and Chessur just entered to clearing.
“Oi, what happened to you two?” Thackery called with a chuckle.
“A little mud fight. Or was it a fight with a little mud?” Tarrant said with a crazed look.
Alice couldn’t help but giggle.
“I should have loved to watch that fight.” Chess said, floating beside her. “Love, you can’t even see the color of your hair. Best if you two clean up before tea.”
“Yes, yes, we mustn’t miss tea.” Hatter agreed.
“Best hurry.” Thackery waved them off before he started to tug at his ears. “I’m late for making tea.” He hopped back they way he came in a frenzy.
“Does he know his way around the maze?” Alice asked.
“No.” Hatter and Chessur shook their heads.
Alice gave them a worried look. “Shouldn’t we help him?”
“I suppose.” Chess rolled his large aqua eyes and gave his famous grin. He disappeared a moment later.
Alice waited a few more minutes before turning to Hatter, who was staring at her. His green eyes a bright emerald color and filled with desire. She blushed and looked down, she could still feel his touch.
“Um, w-we should go.” She headed for the exit but he grabbed her arm, spinning her into him. She looked up at him. He smiled down at her and claimed her mouth in a heart stopping kiss. She pulled back with a dreamy look. “You need to stop doing that.”
He just chuckled and took her hand, leading her through the maze. They walk hand-in-hand, soaking wet and covered in mud yet they were smiling like love sick fools.

After dinner and hours of flirting, Hatter walked Alice to her room for the night. They were alone, not a soul in sight and all he could think about was what happened in the maze. Gods, he wanted her but knew he couldn’t have her.
“Well, I guess it’s good night?” She looked up at him from under her lashes.
“Yes,” he lowered his head and she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Good night.” He muttered before kissing her again.
She moaned and pulled him closer. In response he pushed her against the wall, his hands gripping her hips. Once again they were getting carried away. Making out like a couple of young teens. His hand found its way to her leg again, slowly lifting her skirts. Alice couldn’t help the joy that filled her, her dreams were coming true.
At least until a giggle had them breaking apart, turning to the end of the hall. Two maids walked by talking and laughing, they continued by not even looking at the embarrassed couple.
“Well… um… g-good night, Alice.” Hatter stepped away from her, looking down.
‘Damnit!’ “Yes, good night, Tarrant.” She nodded and entered her room. Once she had the door shut she heaved a sigh of frustration. “Every time.” She grumbled. Muttering she changed from her clean dress and to a simple nightgown. Still complaining she readied herself for bed and climbed in. She punched her pillow and tried to sleep.
Her dreams were filled with orange curly hair, bright green eyes, and drowning kisses. His hands and mouth were everywhere at once. Kissing, sucking, biting, groping. She was lost, her imagination leading her to a pleasurable height. Until she woke, panting and frustrated. She slammed her fist on her mattress.
“I know I shouldn’t be thinking about him like this but I can’t help it.” She muttered to herself and covered her eyes with her arm. “What am I going to do?” She’d been brought up a proper lady, where one does not have those kinds of thoughts. But since the second time she’d left Underland Hatter had been in and out of her dreams. Tonight was the last straw!
With a determined mind she threw the blankets off of her and went to her nightwear drawer. She dug through the scraps of fabric until she found the one she was looking for. It was a simple light blue thin strapped gown that reached mid thigh. Darker blue ribbons laced up the front while white lace edged the bottom. It was not meant to be a sleeping gown but she hopped it would be sexy enough for what she had planned.
She once again went into the bathroom and tried to make herself beautiful but she thought she just looked ordinary. With a sigh she headed to her door. She peaked into the hall, looking both ways, when she was satisfied no one was going to happen down the dimly lit hall she hurried over to Hatter’s door. She knocked gently but he didn’t respond, that meant he must be asleep. She could feel her heart pounding and before her nerves got the better of her she slowly opened his door.
Hatter’s eyes snapped open and he gasped. He shifted under his sheets trying to relieve the pain in his groin. That only caused him to groan and remember the dreams that had woke him. Alice still haunted his dreams and those kisses earlier were not helping. He could still feel her hands in his hair and on his back. With another groan he sat up, running his hands through his hair.
A dim light slowly spilled into his room as his door opened. He saw a blond head peak around the frame.
“Alice?” He whispered. She nodded. “Is everything alright?” He stood, glade he was at least wearing undershorts, and walked up to her. She met him halfway, keeping her eyes on the floor. In the dim light he saw her cheeks were red then noticed what she was wearing.
He could feel his body begin to heat at the sight. The thin light blue silk of her night gown hugged her generous breast s, leaving little to his imagination. The blue ribbon was left untied revealing more of her skin to him, not to mention how short the gown was, reveling her long legs. He swallowed and forced his gaze back to her face.
“Ar-are you well?” He asked.
“No, Tarrant, I’m not.” She looked up at him, shocking him with how light her brown eyes were.
All desire left him as concern for her filled its place. “What’s the matter? Are you sick?”
“I don’t know.” She stepped closer to him. “I feel hot and breathless. My body feels like nothing I’ve ever felt.” She pressed her body gently to his.
“H-how so?” He felt his heart beat faster.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes glazing over with desire. “My breasts feel heavy and achy. My legs feel like their melting, like they can’t hold me up any longer.” With each word she pressed closer, her blush darkened before drifting away.
Hatter couldn’t stop from wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her even closer. He was captivated by her eyes and her words. She wanted him, needed him. He had to hear her say it though. “What else ails you?”
She took his hand and drifted it over her stomach and down to her core. “Here. I feel sore and wanting, like something is missing… just beyond my reach.”
“What do you think will help?” His eyes changed from light green to a glowing emerald.
“You.” Was all she whispered before kissing him. He moaned and pulled her flush against him, feeling her soft curves against his hard angles.
“Alice,” he groaned against her lips. She moaned back and sucked on his bottom lip. “Alice, you have to stop.” She pulled back with a worried look and he hurried to explain. “Are you sure want to do this? If we start I won’t be able to stop.”
“Tarrant, I love you and I want to be with you in every way.” She meant every word and he knew it.
A large smile grew on his mouth before he pulled her back against him and claimed her mouth. This kiss was more than a kiss, it was a claim, his claim. And she claimed him back. He turned and backed her up to his bed. With an oof they fell together.
Hatter pulled back, standing, to look down at her. Gods she was beautiful. She pushed herself up onto her elbows and gave him a tentative smile. He cupped her cheek.
“You’re beautiful.” He whispered and kissed her again, pushing her back to the bed. He dragged her up the large mattress to his pillows, the entire time his lips never left hers. Once they were settled, he reached to the edge of her gown and slowly bunched it up to her hips. Again he pulled back this time asking her permission. She lifted her hips and he whisked the gown up and off her, leaving her only in her underwear.
Embarrassed about her body, she covered her chest. With a smile he slowly moved her arms, revealing her bare breasts. He gasped at the sight, not even his dreams did her justice. Slowly he kissed his way from her neck to the lovely mounds. She gave a soft cry when he took one nipple into his warm mouth and toyed with the other. He pinched the rosy peak before massaging the mound while he sucked and nibbled the other.
Alice tossed her head from side to side, overwhelmed by the pleasure he was giving her. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever think anything could feel this good. At least until she realized his other hand was moving down her stomach to dip under her underwear. This time she arched off the bed when his hand rubbed against her most intimate place.
“T-Tarrant!” She gasped as he began to rub his palm against her. He sucked harder as he rubbed her harder. When she bucked against him Hatter dipped his middle finger into her. This time she tangled her fingers in his hair, pressing his head closer to her.
He groaned and switched to the other breast, adding another finger. He pumped in and out in time to his pulls on her breast, driving her to the brink of insanity. She was panting and bucking her hips in the rhythm he set. He pulled back to look down at her one more time, shocked that she could look even more beautiful. Her head was thrown back, hair spilling over his pillows, mouth open, and it seemed as if she began to glow.
Hatter wanted to see that glow brighten. He went back to kissing his way down her body. He paused when he felt the fabric of her underwear. Alice regained enough thought to realize what he was planning. She looked down her body to stare into his green eyes. With their eyes locked he pulled her underwear down her long legs and threw them over his shoulder.
A mischievous look crossed his eyes and he began to lower his head, moving his body to settle between her legs. Alice pushed up onto her forearms, horror filled her as she realized what he was going to do. She was ready to call his name when he ran his tongue over her. She arched her back to the point of pain as pleasure washed over her.
Hatter grinned at her reaction and continued to lick her, fingers slowly moving in and out. Alice fell back to the bed, lost in what he was doing. He licked and nibbled and sucked, thrusting his fingers faster. After a few minutes he pulled back, waited for her to look at him with heavy lidded eyes, and licked his fingers clean.
Alice blushed at his action, still panting. His eyes were so bright with pleasure that they could light the whole room. She was shocked that he was taking pleasure from what he was doing to her. When he lowered his head back to her core she ran her fingers through his hair, unable to stop him. He ran his tongue over her slit before thrusting it into her.
He continued until she cried out in pleasure as her first orgasm washed over her. She pressed his face closer and bucked at her release. He continued licking her as she came down from her high. When he was satisfied he pulled back, crawling up her body.
Alice panted, trying to catch her breath. What he had done to her was… she had no words for it. All she could do was run her hands through his silky hair and cup his cheek. She could see his lips glisten from her juices there.
“Th-that was…” She trailed off.
Tarrant lowered himself until he was a few inches away and kissed her. She groaned at the taste of herself mixed with the pure masculine taste of Tarrant. He pulled back and she could see he wanted to ask something, but was afraid. She knew what came next, she wasn’t that innocent.
She looked down his bare chest, following the light trail of hair to the waist band of his undershorts. Swallowing past the lump in her throat she looked up at him, her hands drifting lightly to his hips. Keeping her gaze lock with his she tugged on the fabric until it pooled around his knees. Her curiosity got the better of her and she looked down, her eyes widened at the size of him. She’d accidently seen naked men before but none of them looked like Hatter.
Hatter felt his cock harden more as she stared at him. He could see the worry flash in her eyes before curiosity filled them. Before he could blink her hand surrounded him. He went rigid, eyes wide and mouth dropped open. When he didn’t move or speak Alice began to explore his manhood, gently squeezing and moving her hand up and down his shaft.
Alice was amazed at the feel of him, velvet over steel. As she continued to pump him, Hatter dropped his head into the crook of her neck panting. At his moan she moved faster, smiling when he began to rock his hips into her hold.
“Alice,” he groaned. She was pushing him past his control, back to the brink of madness. No, he wanted his mind when he was with her. He grabbed her wrists and brought her arms above her head, holding her there. He had to have her, now!
She looked up, worried she hurt him. His green eyes were brimmed with a brownish-red. She gasped and tried to break his hold. He just tightened his hold and growled.
“Hatter,” she grimaced.
He paused and blinked, eyes turning back to bright green. He let go of her hands and pulled back. Fear covered his face and he rolled off of her to sit on the edge of the bed, muttering. “Can’t… sorry… hurt you…”
“Hatter,” she sat up on her knees behind him. He didn’t look back at her.
“Leave…” He whispered.
“Hatter!” She touched his shoulder and turned him to her. His eyes were wide with fear.
“Please, go.” He shook his head. “Don’t want to hurt you.”
“Tarrant,” she spoke softly. “You won’t hurt me. I’m not leaving.” She kissed him gently. “I want you, I love you.”
He groaned and kissed her back, turning so his body was facing her. He gently pushed her back to the bed, laying his body over her. She pulled him up, letting him settle between her legs, his manhood pressing against her core. When she lifted her hips he stopped her again.
“Are you sure?” He whispered against her lips.
“Yes,” she spoke on a breathy sigh.
He simple nodded and pushed into her all the way to the hilt. She threw her head back and gasped at the slight pain. Hatter kissed her again and again, apologizing over and over. For a long moment he didn’t move, long past the time the pain washed away. She could only smile at his gentleness.
“Tarrant,” She cupped his cheeks. “I’m alright.” She bucked her hips, proving her point.
He groaned and slowly pulled out, he looked her in the eyes as he pushed back in. Pleasure blurred her vision and she gasped again. Taking that as a good cue, Hatter moved again.
He went faster and harder, Alice meeting him trust for thrust. He sucked at her neck in time with his thrusts and she gripped his shoulders. Pleasure built, higher and higher, her grip tightening until her nails dug into his skin. He growled and gently bit her neck. That pushed her over, she arched off the bed, crying out her release. He growled again and buried himself deep inside her. His cry joined hers before he kissed her, swallowing her cry.
Tarrant slumped against her, arms giving out, and she hugged him close. Slowly he pulled out and rolled over, taking her with him. Their hearts slowing to the same steady rhythm. He pulled a blanket over them and settled back, Alice’s head resting on his chest.
“I love you, Tarrant.” She whispered as sleep claimed her.
“I love you, my Alice.” He ran his hand through her soft hair, listening to her breathing become deeper. The last thought that he had before following her into dreamland was that for once in so long he didn’t feel mad.
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