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“Why the other room?”

“So when we have late nights singing lullabies and feeding our child, you have a cozy blanket full of love to keep you warm,” he muttered as his eyes never left mine.

“Lullabies,” I muttered while trying not to blush so hard at his comforting words. “I-I-I guess.”

His hand lifted my chin up, forcing me to look into his eyes once more before he very gently kissed my parted lips. The kiss was slow and deep, allowing me to relax as I slowly rested my hands against his chest and leaned in closer in hopes he’d keep going.

Everything moved so smoothly. His hands began to peel the silky red fabric from my shoulders, down my arms, until it had no choice but to slide off me until it hit the floor. Those fingers didn’t hesitate to run through my hair, and he let them roam free through the long strands that now ran down to my waist.

I was already undressing him — unbuttoning his shirt and sliding the expensive material off his bulky arms. His pants were next, the sound of his belt buckle coming undone by my fumbling hands only following with the sound of his zipper as I tugged it open nice and slow.

He was just in his boxers while I was in lace panties, but they both ended up slipping off our bodies before I was up in his arms and wrapped around him like he’d become a tree I was desperate to climb upon.

Everything felt like a blur then.

Our kisses grew deep and desperate, our moans and breathing growing loud and frequent. Warmth and static buzz between us, until the room itself was suffocating with power. His lips praised me with romantic words, gliding down my flesh and leaving bruises of love and lust on every inch of my flesh.

Everywhere tingled with bits of pain and pleasure, while my pussy fluttered with heat as it ached to be filled by the man that lit up from the inside out. We kissed greedily as he hovered over me, the two of us impatient as the desire to be together was at its peak.

I stilled as his massive cock teased my pussy folds, and he gave me one last passionate kiss before he spoke against my lips.

“I love you so fucking much, Lexianne,” he muttered with immense admiration, and I knew it was taking everything in him to remain still and not fuck me into oblivion. “You want this?” he dared to ask. “Want me to be your first?”

He already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from my very lips.

“I want this,” I breathed. “You. Us. To be your wife…and the mother of our children. I want this love for as long as we live and rule in this world and above, and when our time is up, I want our Goddess to unite us again in paradise, so we can love for all eternity.”

I sealed my words with a kiss, and it was all the permission he needed to do what we’d both craved all this while.

“I’ll be gentle,” he assured me before he began to inch into me. We both knew I had the pain tolerance for this, and yet the fact that he needed to vocally reassure me that he’d tame his ferocity for this moment really made my heart swell in gratitude.

When he hit that wall of resistance, he sealed my lips with a passionate kiss that stole my attention from what was about to happen by the way his tongue tangled with mine. With one movement, that wall of purity was broken, leaving me to tense up slightly at the wave of pain.

He remained still just enough for me to breathe and adjust to his thickness before I kissed him back so he knew he could begin to move. He went slow while he assessed my face as if to ensure I wasn’t in too much pain, while I focused on breathing until it felt like I was getting used to his movement.

With a shared look, we closed the distance between us before he really began to find a rhythm that pleased both of us. He groaned into my mouth before smothering my lips and pressing me back against the sheets. The two of us were moaning and moving to our bodies’ need for more pleasure.

I’d always wondered what it would feel like to have sex. To experience it with someone who genuinely carried a connection with me that grew and blossomed into something magical.

To think I was experiencing it here and now felt unreal — felt like such a blessing that I’d earned the right to enjoy — and now it was time for me to fall into the warm embrace of this pleasurable moment.

“Sweet Lex,” Malifer groaned into my neck as he sucked at it and began to move faster. “So tight, baby. So fucking tight…and good…and all mine.”

“Malifer,” I moaned his name as my arms wrapped around his neck to keep him close. “Faster. Deeper. More please,” I begged. The pain was nothing now in comparison to the building sensation of pleasure coursing through my body.

The heat from our bonded marks blazed to life, burning against our flesh, and only heightened our senses further, which made things feel so damn good.

So damn right.

He rocked into me, moaning and cursing at how fucking amazing this all was. My hot pussy spasmed around him, locking around his thick length as if to keep him captive as he fucked me nice and deep. Our breaths were out of control, the heat burning between us becoming so intense, we began to sweat.

I begged him for more, to fuck me harder, deep, faster than he would dare do, and he followed my lead as we braced for ourselves for the approaching magnitude of pleasure our climax would deliver like a tidal wave.

“Malifer. Malifer! So…close!” I really was close to my orgasm, my body tingling immensely. He grunted and thrust faster, growling through gritted teeth as he fucked me at an animalistic pace.

The scorching power entwined beneath us, burning and dancing with so much intensity as the pleasure within my core shot through me until I was screaming Malifer’s name and was hit with the strongest orgasm I’d ever experienced.

“MALIFER!”

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