Jovie looks at her name on my chest as I hand Jorusk the hot metal.
A cameradrone zooms around us for a panoramic shot, no doubt picking up her name in my skin.
“And do you, Jovie Nevaté, of Earth, take Prince Aurelius as your mate to protect, love, and cherish as long as you both shall live?”
Jovie pulls her dress strap aside.
“It’s only four letters,” I tell her.
“Just do it. I can take it.” Jovie grits her teeth beneath her smile.
I set the line of smaller letters on her chest beneath her collarbone and give them the lightest zap I can muster. When I remove the metal, I’m certain it was just the right amount.Aurais now lightly marked on her skin.
Jorusk hands me a tube. “A little goes a long way.”
I trade him and put a dab of the clear gel over her chest and mine, then pocket the rest.
“Prince Aurelius and Princess Jovie Nevaté!” Ohni claps as the room cheers.
Blaize whistles through his teeth.
Ohni steps back. “You may kiss your bride.”
I scoop Jovie up and draw her mouth to mine, savoring the sweet taste of her lips. “Did you get cake?”
“Lip gloss, baby,” she says. “Vanilla frosting. Remember those credits I won? I bought some stuff.”
I carry her to the French doors behind us and out across the veranda to the dock site, where Allele lowers her ramp. “I wasn’t gone that long.”
“Long enough,” Talros huffs as he’s handed a crate of things behind us. “Good grief, girl.”
“I bought stuff while I was getting my hair done. It took forever!”
Once we’re all on board, Allele closes the ramp and flies us into space. I carry Jovie into my room and let the door close behind us.
“We don’t have a lot of time,” I tell her. “Denarso are coming. We need to help.”
Jovie frowns. “Of course they are.”
Then she grins, hikes up her dress, and drops her panties. “Better make it quick.”
She has no idea how much she turns me on.
I rip my armor off, frantically unbuckle and unzip my pants, free myself, and grab my bride. Hoisting her up by the hips, I lay her back on the bed and bury myself in her supple heat.
Jovie gasps and clenches around me. It takes effort to bond us completely. She is so tight and strong and wet that by the third thrust into her beautiful, delicate body, I’m already tipping over the edge of filling her.
She calls my name and begs for me to push deeper. I try. Stars, do I try. I want to please her, but I know my electric shaft makes it hard for her to let me in. So I close my eyes, nuzzle her face, and focus on calming my Storm because it’s what she needs even though I want to explode.
And slowly, she relaxes enough that I finally reach her deepest parts, the hot core of her that can control me when no one and nothing else can.
“Ooh, fuck. Aura…” She tenses around me in quivering waves.
“That’s it, amamora.”
Her excitement spreads to me. I lose my calm, and electricity courses through my body again.
Jovie arches as arcs dance between our bodies. She bucks into my cock, sending erotic waves through me. My balls tighten. Heat races into my groin. Each pump makes her quiver. And I fill her with everything I have.
