All Chapters of Claimed by the Baron: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Adalene could not believe what was happening.Shocked, numbed and scared as she was, she could only gasp as they lifted her up onto the Baron’s horse. She could barely hear him as he apologized for not having a pillion seat for her, for he had not expected to have a rider on his way back to his chateau today.Today.Today was her wedding day, but it was not to the Baron that she was married this morning.No, of course not.She was a peasant maid, the daughter of a villein-a peasant farmer. How could a Baron marry someone like her?The actual story was that her pere, in what they all suspected was a drunken state, was convinced somehow by a man named Louis Didier to marry her off to him. She had never even met him! Her father said he was a vineyard owner and had a considerable amount of money, which meant Adalene would live a comfortable life as his wife and her immediate family would gain from the betrothal, too. They needed the payment for the farm. They were not having good harvests

“What is going on here, Puis-je savoir?” she heard the Baron’s voice asking her father, who now looked as pale as vinegar. He cowered under the Baron’s regard, but one look at his wife and he somehow found the courage to speak.But his hasty explanations could not make up for the vehemence and righteous anger of the “wronged” Louis, who kept on interfering and countered every word that came out of his pale lips. It did not help that my poor father looked very insignificant in his peasant church clothes as he stood beside the more opulently clothed Louis.“They duped me! They were all into it all along! This is quite humiliating! I have paid a price and I get a plain peasant wife in return. This is a disgrace to my honor and they are the ones who did it, my Lord!”“And what of you, ma bichette? Can you tell me what happened?”She hadn’t known he had addressed her until her mother shook her again. Adalene looked up at the Baron without comprehension. He had turned to her from atop his h

HE STOPPED when he reached where she leaned on a log that was beaten down by a storm a long time ago but survived and grew, except the ordeal left it with the shape of an old man bowing low. He then leaned hands on both sides of her, securing her between them, and between the log and his body. She already knew how solid that body was, so she had no intention of even pushing him away. But she was tensed, and she knew it wasn’t because she was afraid. She realized it was from the excitement of being so near him.His face was so near hers that she could see the pores on his smooth skin, but it didn’t tarnish the handsomeness of him. The only danger she could see was her getting cross-eyed. Besides, he was right. It was only a kiss. She had seen no one of her friends dying of a kiss. In fact, they found it to be so thrilling they’d kissed several of their suitors-and as many times not suitors-before they committed to just one and got married to him.Even so, kissing remained thrilling tha

ADALENE moved to lay on her back on the log. He followed to lay on her side, and kissed her mouth again as thoroughly as he did a moment ago. When he moved down again and opened her thighs, she gulped and closed her eyes, getting herself ready for it. She felt him raise the hem of her skirt and the layers under them, and since he had torn whatever as hindering his exploration under there the first time, she knew the moment she was exposed to him. She felt the breeze touching her there.It felt like her whole body was in flames as she presented to him a sight that she had never, ever imagined she could present to a man, much less him!“Are you comfortable?” she heard him ask from there.“Y-Yes, my Lord,” she whispered.“Hold on to the log,” he commanded, so she did. “Adaline, you can open your eyes.” I did. His voice was amused, as his face was when she looked down her body to see him standing just between her thighs. “You can watch me if you want to.”She nervously bit at her lower li

AS THE SUN started its setting in the west direction from the Baron’s chateau, Adalene got up from the bed and took the beautiful hand mirror she found in the elegant vanity in the bedchamber she was using, because she decided she wanted to see what she was doing.She made sure the door was firmly closed with the wooden bar in place, and then she went back to the bed, lay down on her back, and raised the hem of her sleeping garment to discover what’s within.She opened her thighs and used the mirror to look at that intriguing spot, the one her cousins called pussy, for the very first time. She took a deep breath after seeing what the ruckus was all about, then frowned.Well, it certainly looked strange, with that dark thatch of wiry hair that she felt she should trim and the rosy bud peaking between pink folds of soft flesh, plump and shy-looking. Like it only wanted to lurk and not show itself. There was nothing attractive about her pussy at all. If she had ever dared look at it like