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"And?"
She closes her eyes and then says, "For you to enter me, Husband. Now. Please. Hard."
I smile and reward her by thrusting deep into her tight vagina in one thrust. It's been a while since we've had sex, and it feels so good and familiar. I begin to move slowly in and out. But Ivy won't have that and is trying to put her legs around me to move faster.
I take her ankles in one hand and hold them up so I can control our speed as well as enjoy this new angle. She moans erotically in response. I use my free hand to circle her clitoris, and it's not long before she's forgotten all about our witnesses. I only see pleasure on her face.
"Faster Sem. Faster," she says breathlessly.
I do as she says now. I want her to orgasm again, and judging by her body, she's close. I pick up my speed, and soon, I've also forgotten everything but Ivy and our moment here together. When her body contracts again with another orgasm, mine follows, and as I release into her, my only thought is how happy I am that the truth is finally out and she still wanted to marry me.
Forty
Ivy
"May the goddesses grant you many daughters," I hear some of the officers from Alliance Force say in accented English after we've finished our display of public sex. I don't think my cheeks will ever not be red again. Whatever medicine Caroline gave me to calm my nerves clearly didn't work.
"And sons," I hear Caroline add.
Then I watch Sem collect our things as our wedding guests file out respectfully. Sem looks at me. He looks gorgeous as always, and he belongs in this place, with his grey skin and long black hair in a stone temple with statues of deities of the same color and their jeweled eyes glistening in the candlelight. There are only two things that stand out. The first, me, for being human and being the only figure alive or made of stone that's not grey, and the second, the ordinary key to our house in New Orleans Sem is wearing around his neck.
"You did well," he comments as he puts my dress over my head as if I'm a doll.
"I don't think I've ever been so embarrassed in my life."
"But you did it anyway, so it means even more."
"I don't think the drugs Caroline gave me worked."
"There's rumors they're only a placebo."
I watch him put on his pants. "A placebo? And you didn't say anything?"
"That would ruin their effect." He puts his shirt over his head and pulls out his long black hair and ranking jewelry through the top of the tunic and then buttons it up. "Don't be cross with Caroline. She probably didn't know."
I look at my bracelet marriage bracelet. "We're married, though, right? No more surprises, no more knives and blood, and I can go home if I want?"
He takes me in his arms. "You've forgotten we still have the punishment."
“I don’t know how I could have forgotten. See what public sex has done to me? I can’t even think straight. One thing is for certain, I am never doing that again.”
“Four people isn’t that public.”
I decide to leave it. It’s done. “But after the punishment, then we are free and can go home?"
"We have to work it out with Commander Fox, but we should have honeymoon coming to us, and then we can both go home. That is, if you'll still have me after all of this?"
"I wouldn't have done all of this if I didn't want you by my side constantly from now on. But now I know the truth, it'll be strange seeing you on Earth with a different appearance, and I'll have to lie to people too."
"I could give you a Dulu holo that makes you look Alliance. Then I can have the same kind of superficial whiplash when you take it on and off."
"Don't make light of this. It's not superficial."
"It's just a skin and hair color."
"Which in the galaxy makes me less than a sentient being, apparently," I point out. This wasn't the conversation I was planning on having after marrying. But then again, I wasn't planning on having an alien wedding either.
"Let's go back to my quarters," he says with his mind made up. "I want you to see yourself as an Alliance person, and frankly, I'm curious to see you as one now as well."
