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| Was this all a charade to him? Another easy conquest? | Неужели для него все это фарс? Очередная легкая победа? |
| And did it matter? | А какая разница? |
| She was his wife. This was their wedding night. She owed him surrender even if this were indeed no more than duty. But she wanted him. Oh, yes, she did. She did not care about anything else. She would think again in the morning. Only a split second had passed-a jumble of thoughts that did not even have time to articulate themselves verbally in her mind. | Она его жена. Это их первая брачная ночь. Она обязана капитулировать перед ним, пусть даже и из чувства долга. Однако она хочет его. Да, действительно хочет. И больше ничего ее не волнует. А думать она будет утром. |
| “I want you,” she whispered back. | — Я хочу тебя, — прошептала Кэтрин. |
| Please don’t stop. Not like that other time. Please don’t stop. He backed her the couple of feet to the side of the bed. She sat down on it, and then lay down and gazed up at him. But he had bent over her and kissed her openmouthed as he pulled his shirt free of the band of his pantaloons. He broke the kiss for the moment it took to pull the shirt off over his head, and then resumed it while he undid the buttons at his waist and removed his pantaloons and drawers. | Джаспер подтолкнул ее к кровати. Она села на край, потом легла и посмотрела на него. Наклонившись над ней, он стал целовать ее и одновременно вытаскивать рубашку из бриджей, а затем, оторвавшись от нее на мгновение, сорвал рубашку через голову, быстро расстегнул бриджи, снял их и кальсоны. |
| He came onto the bed with her, looming over her, his hands braced on either side of her head, his knees straddling her legs. He was gazing down into her eyes and it occurred to her that he had not thought of blowing out the candles. Or perhaps he had. Perhaps he had left them burning deliberately. She did not care. | Джаспер встал на колени и навис над Кэтрин, опираясь руками на матрас. Ощутив на себе его пристальный взгляд, она сообразила, что он забыл задуть свечи. А может, не забыл. Может, он оставил их гореть намеренно. Ну и пусть. |
| She lifted both hands and cupped his face with them. She touched her thumbs to his lips, moving them outward lightly from the center to the corners. | Она обхватила ладонями его лицо и большими пальцами стала гладить его губы. |
| “I want you,” she whispered again. He kissed her, and his weight bore down on her, and his legs came between her own and pressed them wide until by sheer instinct she bent them at the knees and lifted them to twine about his, and she felt him position himself hard and hot against the most sensitive part of herself, and then… | — Я хочу тебя, — шепотом повторила она. Он лег на нее и коленями стал широко раздвигать ей ноги, пока она, повинуясь инстинкту, не закинула их ему на спину. Она сразу ощутила у своего лона его горячую, возбужденную плоть, и… |
| Ah, then. He came slowly in and in until there seemed nowhere else to come, and she clutched his back in fear of pain. And the pain came, sharp and terrifying-and was gone almost before she had felt it. And he came in and in until she was stretched and filled and aching with need from the crown of her head to the soles of her feet. | Он входил в нее медленно, а она вцепилась в него из страха перед болью. И боль появилась, острая и пугающая, — и исчезла, прежде чем Кэтрин успела почувствовать ее. Он вошел в нее полностью и замер в ожидании, пока она успокоится и пока желание вновь овладеет всем ее существом, от макушки до пяток. |
| “The consummation, then, my wife,” he murmured against her lips. Her mind did not quite grasp the words. He had moved his head to the pillow beside her, and he was withdrawing slowly from her, and then-before she could protest-pressing in again. It amazed her that she could be twenty-three years old, that she could have grown up in the country surrounded by animals both wild and domestic, that she had known the basic facts of life for as far back as she could remember, and yet that she had never really known… Ah, she had never known. It went on for what seemed a very long time, the wonderful riding rhythm, the firm thrust and withdrawal, the hot wetness that she could even hear, the aching, the need, the pleasure, the pain, the… But, there were no words. There were no words. | — Ну вот и свершилось, ты теперь моя жена, — тихо проговорил Джаспер. |
| And then his face was above hers again and some of his weight had been lifted off her. He had braced himself on his forearms to look down at her. | Кэтрин еще не осознала этого в полной мере. Джаспер медленно вышел из нее, а потом, когда она уже собралась протестовать, снова вошел. Их захватил волшебный ритм, преисполненный сладостной боли, желания, удовольствия, наслаждения и… Нет слов, чтобы описать это. Нет слов. |
| And the rhythm changed. It was slower and deeper. His face glistened with sweat. She bit her lower lip and then frowned slightly. | Джаспер приподнялся, оперся на локти и заглянул Кэтрин в лицо. Ритм замедлился, зато движения Джаспера стали резче. Его лоб блестел от пота. Кэтрин прикусила нижнюю губу и слегка нахмурилась. |
| Pleasure had become pain pure and simple. And then the rhythm quickened until it became… unbearable. She closed her eyes very tightly and pressed her head back into the pillow. She untwined her legs from about his, braced her feet against the mattress, and lifted, strained into the pain. And… Oh, and. | И в следующее мгновение ритм ускорился. Наслаждение новой волной накатило на Кэтрин. Она вжалась в подушку, раскинула пошире ноги, уперлась пятками в матрас и опрометью ринулась в этот вихрь. А потом… О, потом… |
| It shattered into a million pieces and revealed itself to be what it had been all along. Peace. Beauty. | Мир раскололся на тысячи осколков и явился вновь в своей истинной сущности. Покоя. Красоты. |
| Pure, beautiful peace. | Чистого, прекрасного покоя. |
| She was aware that his weight had come down on her again, that he was pumping hard into her, that after a few moments he held still, straining into her until she felt a lovely gush of liquid heat at her core. But it was all peace. All beauty. | Кэтрин вдруг ощутила на себе тяжесть тела Джаспера. Он забился в судорогах, потом замер, и она почувствовала у себя между ног теплую влагу. |
| Until, after a couple of minutes, he disengaged his body from hers and moved off her to lie beside her and pulled the bedcovers up over them. | Через несколько минут Джаспер вышел из нее, лег рядом и накрыл их обоих одеялом. |
| She was suddenly damp, cold, uncomfortable, bereft. | И Кэтрин сразу стало холодно, неуютно и одиноко. |
| Bewildered. | Снова вернулось недоумение. |
| Herself again. Though not quite that. Not yet. | Она опять стала самой собой. Хотя не совсем. |
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