Henry groaned as he pushed his way inside of his fiancee, the tightness and the cry from Gabriella as he did exciting a darker part of him that only certain of his groupies and lovers like Jade had become familiar with. He leaned down, thought, and kissed at the glistening tears at the corners of Gabriella's eyes.
"I suppose I can't blame you too much," he told the girl softly, "I know my reputation and at one time, I earned it. But not anymore. And you know that."
He began to move against her, letting go of Gabriella's shoulder now that they were joined and he was sheathed completely inside her. "I love you," Henry insisted, stroking hard. "I am not the King I was... I would not marry you if that wasn't exactly what I wanted to do."