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The happy couple couldn't get enough of one another after their wedding night with Simon kissing and touching Marguerite any chance he could get.

And as they rode to their new home together in the carriage he still showered Marguerite with kisses with the feeling be recuperated as Marguerite couldn't get enough of being intimate with her husband. It didn't help that they both had the stamina of wild horses so once they got intimate it was very deep. Emotionally and physically.

"Simon what if someone sees us, " Marguerite moaned as Simon kissed her neck trying to cover her moans.

To which Simon laughed and kissed her to ease her worries.

"Relax...my wife, " Simon said caressing her cheek making Marguerite blush as the carriage came to a stop.

Making the couple stop as Marguerite was helped out of the carriage and once she was on the ground she looked at what would now be her and Simon's home together.

It looked quite beautiful Marguerite couldn't take her eyes off of the outside view.

Simon took the lead to guide her inside while holding her hand making her blush at such action as she never had done this or any of these affections with anyone truly.

"Good morning, hello, " Marguerite greeted all of the workers at the estate with a smile and wave. Even shaking some hands here and there even though deep down she was quite nervous.

"Welcome to Clyvedon, your Grace, it has been so long since we have been blessed with your presence, but I trust you will find everything to your liking." A woman said to Simon as Marguerite just smiled and stood beside Simon as she didn't know the woman.

"I do not doubt it, Mrs.Colson. I hope you have been well." Simon replied back to the woman that goes by Mrs.Colson.

"Mm, " Mrs.Colson said with a nod.

"May I introduce to you the Duchess of Hastings? " Simon introduced Marguerite as Mrs.Colson curtsied.

"I am looking forward to making your acquaintance, Mrs.Colson," Marguerite said.

"Thank you, Your Grace. I have planned everything to make you both comfortable. First, a light meal, served on the terrace. Then a tour to show you all the improvements I have made. Then-- " Mrs.Colson said before Simon cut her off confusing Marguerite since she thought the things planned would be quite romantic.

"I am sure it will be most diverting, but I am afraid it will have to wait. I have plans of my own for my new bride, " Simon said looking at Marguerite who suddenly realized what Simon was getting at and blushed a little before lightly coughing.

Simon then took Marguerite's hand and lead her inside himself.

"Simon this place is so beautiful...I can hear my own echo," Marguerite said smiling as she spun around in happiness.

"It's mine and what's mine is yours...I want to show you the bedroom, " Simon said holding onto Marguerite's waist as she looked down shyly as they had eyes on them.

"Yours or mine?" Marguerite teased making Simon smirk and laugh.

"You truly believe we are to have separate rooms? I should think not." Simon said as he picked up Marguerite holding her bridal style as she laughed.

"If you continue this way everyone will see or hear us, " Marguerite laughed.

"Does it matter, " Simon said carrying Marguerite up to their room in a fast pace.





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The married couple quickly removed all of their clothes keeping them apart not even taking the time to look at their bed-chamber just to see the other nude.

As the clothes were rid of their bodies the kisses, moans, fingers, and lips went everywhere on one the other.

"I've wanted you ever since we woke up this morning, " Simon said as he slid inside Marguerite making her kiss him to cover her moans.

"Me too, go faster, " Marguerite moaned as Simon quickened his speed grabbing ahold of Marguerite's breast and pinching her nipple raising the sensual euphoria.

As Marguerite's breath quickened she squeezed Simon's bottom and raised her legs up higher wanting to feel more of him inside her.

"I wanna hear the sound you make when you release, " Simon moaned as Marguerite closed her eyes her body turning red at the pleasure.

Simon made circles around her clit while pumping harder into Marguerite making her voice sound like an angelic opera singer to Simon.

And it was music to his ears once she released herself making a sound so enchanting any man would fall in love with her.

Simon then pulled out and proceeded to release himself on a handkerchief before disposing of it before Marguerite could truly notice.

"I believe I now know the reason why every mama of the ton keeps her daughter in total darkness about certain...diversions. The books....why they only tell you so much. But the experience gives you more, " Marguerite blabbered as Simon continued to kiss at her side and neck before her lips rubbing his member up next to her.

"Mm. Do they now?" Simon said getting on top of Marguerite kissing her some more.

"If they would have told us what it would feel like we would never want to leave the bedroom now would we, " Marguerite said as Simon member slid back inside her making Marguerite moan at the feeling.

"If you keep this up I will be bedridden, " Marguerite moaned as Simon moved inside her at a slow pace with Marguerite feeling it all.

"Then be bedridden. I will please you, " Simon said with a moan.

"If I'm ever to be a great duchess we must stop. I have to learn and adapt darling, " Marguerite's breath hitched.

"You are already duchess of all of this. " Simon said guiding Marguerite's hand down to his member he pulled out making her get on top of him.

"Well I want to explore that land and wood later, " Marguerite said as she stroked his member before trying to get out of bed before Simon picked her getting on top of her.

"You said the duchy was most intimidating. Why not stay and lord it over this room? You may find it more easily, " Simon said making Marguerite blush as kissed Marguerite's breast before taking one of her nipples into his mouth all while placing his member back inside her.

"I know...I..I will but Mrs. Colson she won't like me if I don't show any effort or do anything, " Marguerite moaned out with her eyes closed in pleasure.

"Who cares, " Simon said before continued on.

"I....i..I...d..do. She my housekeeper it would be rude. And I need her help." Marguerite moaned.

"First impression and enthusiasm is everything. I must go, " Marguerite said as Simon stopped giving attention to her breast while still pumping inside her.

"And I can't change your mind, " Simon said quickening his pace making Marguerite moan.

"Darling before you came I was pleasing myself and I can survive without your wood now the question is could you be fine without me, " Marguerite teased as Simon groaned.

"Then I wish you well, " Simon said as he slid out of Marguerite and kissed her before Marguerite got out of bed putting on her sleeping gown.

"Your grace, " Marguerite said as she repeatedly kissed Simon's lips before walking away for if she stayed she felt like she'd be in bed forever.

"Your grace, " Simon replied with a wave as Marguerite left.





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"The castle was built in 1706 for Admiral Thomas, a gift from Her Majesty Queen Anne--, " Mrs.Colson said before Marguerite cut her off.

"For his military achievements against the French, right?" Marguerite questioned.

"I only know because my youngest sister Hyacinth and I have always been fascinated with history as I used to read to all my younger siblings when they were children teaching them things a teacher wouldn't, " Marguerite said walking trying to prove herself worthy of her title while also being humble.

"Very well, your Grace. Here we are. The morning room, where the former duchess preferred to take tea with visitors." Mrs. Colson said.

"I was suggested I extend an invitation to the vicar first, " Marguerite said.

"Of course, Your Grace, " Mrs. Colson said.






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"This place it's so long as lovely. I can't wait to hold our first ball. But I'm undecided to wait after the close of the London season, yes?" Marguerite said as she and Mrs. Colson continued their tour.

"Indeed your grace, " Mrs. Colson groaned making Marguerite frown. For she wanted her relationship with Mrs.Colson to be good. But from her perspective, it was far from that.

As the woman went into another room Marguerite couldn't help but think about redecorating the room to a pub for when Simon or her along with guests come over they could sit and drink in a much suitable atmosphere. She even wanted them to have a music room with a piano and all sorts of instruments. It could be her hobby room.

"I think this room could be redecorated as a pub or bar, " Marguerite enthused about making Mrs. Colson rather shocked.

"You wish to redecorate? Certainly, Your Grace, " Mrs. Colson said rather flabbergasted.






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"There is to be a fair in the village this week. I offered it patronage on your behalf." Mrs. Colson said.

"Most thoughtful of you, Mrs. Colson. Perhaps the servants can come and enjoy the fair too." Marguerite said as she didn't want the servants to feel caged, not privileged, or as if they could not enjoy themselves.

"There is much to be done now that the duke and yourself are in residence. " Mrs. Colson said making Marguerite frown.

"Well that even more of a reason for them to attend then, " Marguerite suggested to which Mrs. Colson complied.

As the woman stopped in front of a painting Marguerite couldn't help but look.

"Is that-, " Marguerite said before Mrs. Colson cut her off.

"The former duchess, yes. " Mrs. Colson said.

"She looks so beautiful. Simon looks just like here, " Marguerite muttered as Mrs. Colson smiled.

"Thoughtful, too. Most proper. A perfect Duchess. " Mrs. Colson said proudly before turning to look at Marguerite whom simply looked down at her fingers.

Before going to follow Mrs. Colson.






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"And here is the nursery, " Mrs.Colson said as they approached the nursery which looked quite loving and homely.

A mother and father would truly love the decor and atmosphere of this room.

Marguerite began to feel awkward. For she feared the process of giving birth but...this room reminded her of how her childhood was. Her mother died at childbirth but her grandmother raised her in a nursery with the money she earned. And she was grateful.

"Your grace, " Mrs.Colson called as Marguerite was still in deep thought about children and the beautiful memories that could have been made, but it Wouldn't happen as Simon couldn't have children.

But a lady could dream, could she?

"It's everything a mother would dream. A baby would be so overjoyed in a room like this, " Marguerite stated as Mrs.Colson agreed with her.

"Let's...can we see the other room now if you don't mind, " Marguerite asked Mrs.Colson.

"Yes of course. Let me show you your grounds, " Mrs. Colson said.






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As Marguerite waited at the dinner table for Simon she felt quite odd. The distance was rather far between the two chairs. And it was complete silence. Marguerite wasn't used to the things expected of her. She was supposed to dress as if royalty for dinner, sit away from her husband. Marguerite truly didn't know what to do.

"My apologies. I--Are we expecting royalty?" Simon said walking into the dining hall looking rather normal before looking around at everything in confusion.

"Begging your pardon, Your Grace. The late duke preferred a formal table. But if you prefer--, " one servant said before Simon cut him off.

"No. No never mind, " Simon said as he sat down.

As the servant began making their dinner plates.

"Mrs. Colson's tour today was great. The gardens are so beautiful I think I spend most of my time out there." Marguerite said as she stopped to pick food from the plate being served to her.

Simon simply smiled at Marguerite in response making her frown.

"Is something wrong, " Marguerite questioned to which Simon chuckled.

"You...you are so far away," Simon admitted making Marguerite laugh a little nervously.

"Well...that problem can be easily solved." Marguerite said as she picked up her chair and moved it closer to Simon much to the surprise of the servants who wanted to help, but Marguerite simply refused their help.

She picked up her food and drink as Simon got her chair and she sat right next to him.

"There...now this is much better yes?" Marguerite questioned as Simon nodded.

"I wanted to talk with you about two rooms that I would like to redecorate if you wouldn't mind. I don't want to change anything that you don't want to be changed or ruin the memories you have, " Marguerite said to Simon holding his hand.

"Then you change it all. In fact, please do." Simon enthused making Marguerite raise an eyebrow.

"Are you sure? I know this is your home and you must have fond memories here, " Marguerite questioned.

Simon simply drank his wine saying, " Do as you please. Paper the drawing-room in flamingo-pink tulle. I am sure I shall love it. You do know, you need not dress so formally here."

Simon then proceeded to rid Marguerite of her gloves making her smile.

"Does this meet your approval?" Marguerite teased as she took down her hair at the dinner table.

"Oh, without question." Simon flirted making Marguerite blush and chuckle.

Simon kissed Marguerite's hand before running his attention towards her fingers kissing them while the servers looked quite awkward making Marguerite feel a little shy.

"Your Grace, should we...go upstairs, " Marguerite chuckled.

"I have a better idea," Simon said taking Marguerite's hand in his as he leads her outside into the night.

"Where are we going, " Marguerite laughed.

"Out, " Simon said as he threw his coat before picking Marguerite up and running. Making Marguerite laugh at such action.

"Put me down you...toad, " Marguerite teased as Simon laughed before attaching his lips to hers.

"You sure I'm a toad still, " Simon teased as Marguerite wrapped her arms around him and kissed him some more.

Before Simon raised up Marguerite's dress riding her of her undergarments and Marguerite unloosening and taking of Simon's clothes.

Until they heard the thunder and rain come down on them making the married couple laugh.

So they ran into a place to not get wet as Simon took off his shirt and Marguerite quickly took off her dress.

While kissing one another as Simon laid Marguerite on the floor and lifted her leg up onto his shoulder before entering his member inside of her making Marguerite yelp at the feeling.

Marguerite moaned and groaned at the feeling as Simon's fingers rubbed her clit. This position felt better to Marguerite as this time she felt as if his member was in her now more than it was before. She liked the full filling that it gave her.

"Do you like this, " Simon whispered in her ear as she kissed his neck and held onto his biceps.

"Tell me what you want, " Simon said as Marguerite's breath grew rigged.

"I want you...all of you, " Marguerite shuddered.

Simon proceeds to kiss Marguerite all while increasing the pace of his member inside her as Marguerite's moans grew louder and she gripped his arse.

"Simon, " Marguerite cried out as she felt like she was seeing stars. The sexual pleasure she was having was enchanting to Marguerite and she felt herself coming close.

And as soon as she released Simon pulled out releasing onto the side as he panted and laughed.

With Marguerite turning around and kissing him before looking down at Simon's never and what he was doing.

"Does that hurt? When you..., " Marguerite questioned as from her eyes it looked like he was squeezing his member and he was in pain.

"No. I feel as you feel, absolutely wonderful, " Simon said kissing Marguerite as the rest of the night they made love in the rain.

Before going upstairs into their bedroom and continuing with Simon pounding into Marguerite making her moan out his name consistently. Never getting enough of Simon.

She brought him down to kiss her as well.

But it seemed that the married couple couldn't get enough of one another as when they had a picnic with one another that resulted in sex. With Simon licking off the strawberry flavor he rubbed onto Marguerite's breast.

To Marguerite going into the library to read and Simon following after leading to a rather oral experience.

"Simon right there, " Marguerite moaned as Simon circled his tongue sound her clit while moving two fingers inside her hitting her spot until she squirted letting out a moan as Simon came up and kissed her.

Moaning and groaning into the kiss while Simon asked, " Whatever will the staff think?"

"Does it matter...I want you, " Marguerite said as felt up Simon's member while he took off his coat.

While on the other side of the door the maids were giggling as they heard the couple moans and groans not raising Mrs. Colson was behind them.

Shooing them as she listened herself hearing things break and shatter as well as Marguerite's loud moans.

The end was not their either as Marguerite held onto Simon's shoulders as he moved in her rigorously holding onto bother her legs as Marguerite begged and cried for more. With her face turning red as the please came and went.




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Marguerite sat there as her hair was being brushed and while she didn't mind it did make her feel rather handicapped as if she couldn't do anything for herself not even lift something.

"Ah!" Marguerite said as she rubbed her head.

"Ooh. Apologies your grace, " Ms. Gwendolyn said as Marguerite smiled.

"It's okay I should have held my head up instead of down" Marguerite commented playing with her fingers.

"My husband and I are quite adventurous. Very spirited...oh who am I kidding Gwendolyn I read the books but the books don't explain the feeling and things that happen as well as the activities. I thought that if you couldn't have kids you couldn't release but he still can..., " Marguerite said as both her and Gwendolyn giggled.

"Yes. And I am actually great that my idea was wrong because it would be sad if I could release but he couldn't, " Marguerite said as she laughed with Gwendolyn.

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