'Oh gosh, Treyton!'

Erisha struggled in his arms, so that he had no choice but to put her down.
'You are indeed a magician! How on earth did you manage this on such short notice?'
Erisha moved fully into the room, eyes wide at how Treyton's room had been transformed.

There were candles everywhere..and roses. Beautiful red roses in bouquets, set at intervals throughout the room, surrounded by more candles.
The glow from their light lit up the entire room, and along with the scent of the flowers, gave it the most romantic feel.

'I never took you for being so rom..'
Erisha turned back round to look at Treyton, and stopped. Because he was staring at his room in much the same way as she had been.
'What? Why do you look so st..'

'Stumped?'
Treyton turned to look at her.
'Because I am..as much as I'd like to take the credit..I didn't do this!'
He shrugged his shoulders.

'You didn't? Really? Then who did?'
Before Treyton could come up with an answer, she continued with her own string of thought.
'Who..oh, God!'
Erisha covered her face with both hands.

'What? What?'
Treyton gave her a puzzled look.

'No! Nanna?'
Treyton raised his eyebrows, and Erisha gasped in shock.
'No! No! How embarrassing!'
Erisha put a hand to her head.

'What embarrassing?'
Treyton brushed that away.
'How sweet of him..'

'Oh, God! Please!'
Erisha rolled her eyes at him.
'A grandfather setting up a wedding night room for his granddaughter?'

'Hmm..you have a point there..'
He grinned at her, amused.
'Well..'
He pulled her against him.
'Whoever did it, did us a favour..so let's just enjoy it..'
He leaned over and was about to kiss her, when she moved back.
'What..'

'Treyton, how can you be so casual..someone..'
Erisha was still stuck on finding an answer.

'I don't want to know..'
He caught her to him again, his voice lowering.
'..in fact, all I want to do is kiss you senseless, take that sexy dress off, and sink myself deep inside of you..'
He nuzzled the side of her face, and Erisha gave an audible gasp.

'But I really want to know..'
She began again, her voice not too steady now, as Treyton kissed her neck, sending her pulse racing.
'So we could thank them..you know..'

'Mmm hmm..'
Treyton continued planting kisses over her neck and cheeks, inching closer to his goal...her mouth.

Erisha put her hands on his chest, feeling her legs get shaky.
'Treyton..please..I..'

Suddenly, Treyton moved back and looked at her, slightly irritated.
'Okay, fine! I promise to find out first thing in the morning who did this, and will personally send a thankyou note, or better yet, a gift..how about that?'
He glared at her.
'But for now, can we go about doing what all this decoration is actually for?'

Erisha stared at him, mouth open in astonishment, before she suddenly burst out laughing.
The sound was so melodious, and spontaneous, that it was Treyton's turn to stare at her.
'Husband, mine! You are so funny!'
Erisha went into another fit of laughter.

Mesmerised by her glee, he stood watching her, before he came to his senses.
Catching her unawares, he pulled her to him, so that her breasts crushed against his chest, causing her to inhale sharply.
'So, laugh now! Or isn't it funny anymore?'
He pressed a hand against her back, so she could feel his arousal.

'No..'
She croaked.
'It's not funny at all..'

'Good!'
He shifted back, as suddenly as he had grabbed her, and took off his suit jacket, his muscles rippling under his white dress shirt, before he ripped off his tie and began to unbutton that too.

Erisha gulped, as Treyton's washboard abs came into view, his muscles flexing in the candlelight.
He's one sexy specimen..and now, he's all mine..mine..my husband..
She caught her breath, as now with a bare torso, he moved towards her. His aura was so daunting, that Erisha took a step back, her eyes unwavering from him.

Treyton's eyes flared as he advanced towards her, getting aroused by her actions, as she took a step back for his every step forward.
They continued their play of cat and mouse, without breaking eye contact, till the back of Erisha's knees hit the table in front of his sofas, and something fell on the floor.

'Oh!'
Erisha exclaimed, turning to see what had fallen.
'I'm so sorry!'
She picked up the black box, which had opened due to its' fall, and gave an involuntary gasp.
For dazzling in the light, were the most exquisite rubies and diamonds she had ever seen.

Treyton came behind her, wondering what had her so stunned.
When he saw the diamond and ruby choker and bracelet, he mentally gave himself a slap on the head.
He had ordered the jewellery the night before Erisha's disappearance, hoping to change her mind about moving in with him, but in all the stress, had totally forgotten about it. It must have arrived today, and Gordon had left it here.
'Great! Just on time!'
He took the box from Erisha's nerveless fingers, and looked up at her stunned face.

'Hunh?'
Erisha handed over the box, looking dazed.

'I said, this came just on time to be your wedding gift..'

'We..wedding gift?'
Erisha parroted him, eyes wide, as Treyton set the jewels in the box, and held it out for her.
'F..for me?'

'Well..'
Treyton looked amused now.
'Since it was you I got married to this afternoon, and you are now my wife, I figure this is meant for you..'
He gestured for her to take the box, but Erisha stood frozen.

'I..can't..I mean, this must be so expensive..I possibly couldn't take..'

'Are you refusing my gift?'
Treyton lifted an eyebrow, before taking her hand, and walking towards the mirror above his dresser.
'Come here!'
He stood her in front of the mirror, while he placed the box on the dresser.

'Treyton..'
Erisha's protest went unheard, as Treyton took out the bracelet first, and held out his hand for her to give him his.
'This is..'
As if in a trance, she held out her hand for him.

'One should see the sentiments behind a gift, not the price..'
He said, as he fastened the bracelet on her wrist.

'That's a lot of sentiment..'
Erisha murmured dryly, and heard him chuckle.

He took out the neck piece next, and came to stand behind her. He gestured with his eyes for her to move her hair.
Erisha couldn't take her eyes off of him, as she lifted her hair and swept them over her shoulder.
Treyton concentrated on fastening the clasp, before their eyes met in the mirror.
There was wonder, love, and desire in both their eyes as they stood there admiring the other, Treyton half naked, and Erisha looking bewildered.

'Exquisite..'
He murmured against her neck, as the jewels caught the candlelight, making them gleam brilliantly on her throat.
Treyton's breath fanned her hair, causing her to shiver in response. His eyes stayed on her face, watching the play of emotions.

'Indeed..it is..'
Erisha shifted her gaze from his, her heart plummeting into her stomach at the fire in his eyes.
She pretended to admire the necklace, which was making her feel as if she was standing by and watching someone else get the royal treatment.
'I..I don't know what to say..I.. thankyou..I've never felt so..like royalty..'
Erisha blabbered on, trying not to look at Treyton.

'I love how you blush..so prettily, daintily..'
Treyton ran the backside of his palms down both her arms.

'Hmm..yeah..uhm..I'll just take these off..'
Erisha lifted her hands behind her neck to unclasp the necklace.
'I..what are you..'
She stopped, as Treyton pulled her back against his chest, his hands moving around her tiny waist.

'So beautiful..'
He murmured, before his hands moved up to cup her breasts.

Erisha watched their reflection in the mirror, her pulse racing with the sensations he was invoking.
She watched as he thumbed her nipples beneath the thin bodice, causing them to pucker. She leaned some of her weight onto him, feeling as if she might lose her balance if he didn't stop, but at the same time, not wanting him to.

Treyton saw desire flash in her eyes, and gave a small smile of satisfaction.
Holding her gaze, one hand still on her breast, he moved her hair aside with the other, before leaning down and kissing her neck. 
Erisha sighed in pleasure, and moved her head to let him. His lips created fire where he touched, and Erisha moaned when he pressed her against his body, the heat emanating from his naked chest burning her skin. She could feel his arousal pressing against her lower back, as Treyton continued to kiss and nip her skin.
Wanting to feel him against her, Erisha made to turn, but he put his hands on her shoulders, preventing her from doing so.
She questioned with her eyes in the mirror, and for an answer, he moved her away from him, still watching her. His hand went to the zipper behind her dress, and he began to draw it down, slowly.
Erisha's muscles flexed in anticipation, as the back of his fingers brushed the skin he exposed. Then suddenly it was his lips which replaced the fingers, as he kissed each inch that he uncovered.

'Treyton..'
Erisha breathed, fast losing her senses, her knees going weak at his actions.
She itched to touch him too, but he held on firmly, not allowing her to.

Treyton's mouth inched its' way back up, his fingers sliding the straps of her dress down her shoulders.
When the bodice fell away from her aroused naked breasts, since the dress hadn't required a bra, Erisha tried to turn in his arms again.
'Please..I..'

Treyton shook his head, not even letting her break eye contact.
'I want to see you..see us like this..'
He husked, his pupils darkened with desire.

Erisha closed her eyes against the highly erotic image reflected in the mirror. He, bare chested, and her, now only in her panties, as Treyton slid the dress off of her, leaving her almost bare.
The jewels glittered at her throat and hand, dazzling like the fire that was fast consuming them both.

'No!'
He demanded, causing her eyes to fly open.
'Don't close those pretty eyes! I want you to see your reactions..when we are both naked..'
With that, he shucked off his pants and briefs, watching her transfixed on his every movement.

Erisha couldn't breathe, as his fingers dipped in the edges of her panties, his palms lingering as they drew them down and off.
Dazed, she reached up to take off the necklace, but he stopped her.

'Leave it on!'
Erisha's eyes widened.
'I want to make love to my wife with these jewels on..although they hold no charm of their own..they have turned beautiful because they are adorning you..'
His words added to the trance she was already in, and at that moment she would have done anything he asked of her.
She lowered her hands, automatically moving them to her breasts, but Treyton slid them off, holding her hips.
'Now look at us..'
His tone compelled her to see the two aroused and naked bodies craving to satisfy their needs.

Treyton cupped her naked breasts, thumbing the nipples, before spanning her waist, and stroking her hips and thighs.
If his support hadn't been there, Erisha would have pooled to the floor.
His hand moved to her feminine area, and Erisha shifted, reading his intention clearly. But Treyton was having none of it, as his finger dipped into her most intimate spot.
She cried out in pleasure and shock, as he began to move his finger inside, his eyes on her face.

'Aahhh..stop..please..'
Her head went back on his shoulder, her hand pulling at his wrist, trying to get him to stop.
But Treyton was too turned on by her pleasure to abide.

'Yes! Scream all you want..let go..'
Treyton pressed his arousal against her buttocks, making her aware of his satisfaction at her reactions.

Erisha clutched at his neck, arching her hands behind his head.
The action caused her breasts to perk up higher, and Treyton groaned aloud. He squeezed the mound in one hand, as with the other he continued to drive her mad with pleasure.
It didn't take long for her to reach an orgasm, and she became limp, putting all her weight on him.
Treyton rubbed his thumbs over her nipples, biting her neck and shoulders.
Not satisfied any more with just his reflection, she turned to face him, her nipples rubbing against his skin, as she did so.
They both groaned in pleasure, catching each other's lips in a kiss as passionate as it was wild.
Treyton ravaged her mouth, his tongue tangling with hers. He pushed at her buttocks, his hardened manhood testament to how aroused he was.

Erisha caught at his lips, when he moved them away, but Treyton was already bending to plant kisses down her body, getting down on his knees to kiss her breasts and stomach.
Erisha clutched at his shoulders, her senses beyond repair now, as he took first one, then the other nipple into his mouth, sucking and laving them with his tongue.
When she thought she would go up in flames from the fire ignited between them, he suddenly stood up, taking her in his arms.
Erisha went in them readily, unable to take much more of the foreplay, as he strode over to the bed, and deposited her onto it, before leaning above her himself.
Quickly opening the drawer of the bedside table, he took out protection and sheathed himself, as she watched him.

'I wanted to go slow and gentle, but I can't control myself anymore..'
His voice was hoarse with passion, as he looked down at her, hair spread above her head, diamonds and rubies shining on her throat.

'I don't want slow..I need you..NOW!'
With that, Erisha caught hold of his erection, and lifted her pelvis to touch her body to it.
Treyton groaned loudly at her action, unable to stop himself now, as he pushed at her entry, finding her wet and ready.
With a swift movement, he entered her with a force that had them both cry out loud in satisfaction.
'Oh, God! Yes!'

'I love you!'
Treyton kissed her with passion, burying himself deep inside of her, before he began to move.

In a rhythm known through time, he thrust again and again. Erisha met him every step of the way, wrapping her legs around his waist, urging him on.
He caught her screams in his mouth, his fingers entwined with hers above her head, as they catapulted to the edge of the galaxy, before crashing down together in each other's arms.

Treyton covered them with the duvet from the foot of the bed, before pulling her in his arms, so that she cuddled him.
As passion abated, Erisha felt tired, but happy.
'This has to be the best day of my life!'
She looked up to see love shining in her husband's eyes.

'And the happiest I've been..since I remember..'
He kissed the top of her head.

'I can't believe I'm married..and that too, to the most elusive bachelor in the country!'
Her eyes twinkled.

'Well, if what we just did wasn't enough, then I'm ready to help you believe it..everyday..'
He chuckled, causing her to flush.
'Thankyou, Erisha..for showing me what I had been missing..what I needed in my life..compassion, being happy in someone else's happiness, trust, and most of all..love..I'll be honest, I've had my share of women, but no one ever affected me like you did..and now..I don't even need anything else..you..you have completed me..'
He looked down to see her reaction, and stopped speaking.
Because Erisha was fast asleep!

A wide smile lit up his face.
She looked so beautiful and at ease. There was even a hint of a smile on her lips, as she rested her head on his chest.
His wife..
So what if she hadn't heard a word of what he had said..he had only the rest of their lives to let her know...till forever..
Kissing her forehead, Treyton closed his eyes, at last at peace with himself.