Page 74 of Her Eternal Mate

“There’s no one like you in the entire world, Maliha,” Alexis said, patting Maliha’s cheek.

Now that everything was done—the lunch, the toasts, the groom’s speech—everyone was back on the dance floor, grooving and moving to funky tunes, laughing, dancing, and talking.

“May I have this dance?” I asked, standing up in front of Alexis and reaching out my hand.

“I’d love to,” she said, taking my hand and getting up.

Seeing us head over to the dance floor, the crowd cleared space for us to dance. I put my hand gently on her waist and pulled her close.

“Just like we practiced, okay?” Alexis whispered.

“Just like we practiced,” I affirmed.

As everyone watched, Alexis and I danced slowly to the rhythm of Frank Sinatra’sThe Way You Look Tonight.She moved closer to me, her breasts touching my chest, her hair on my face. I took in her smell and closed my eyes as we moved on the dance floor, both of us knowing deep in our hearts that all was well that ended well.

And this had ended superbly.

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Perhaps it was the cool sea air of the Bahamas, or perhaps it was the honeymoon suite that the hotel had prepared for us, but I was filled with such a desire as I had never known before, seeing Alexis stand there in front of me in her red lingerie.

This was my wife, standing there against the window that showed a backdrop of the cool green ocean lit by the full moon. Her curves looked mesmerizing in that semi-dark, her breasts full, her cleavage enticing, and her panties just leaving the teensiest bit to my imagination, driving me crazy with lust.

I stood in front of her, muscles and scars and all, completely naked, my cock jutting out rock hard. She tentatively reached out to hold it and stroked it softly as our lips met, our tongues touched, and our mouths became moistened with each other’s wetness.

Her hold on my cock became a little bit stronger as she went down on her knees. I closed my eyes as her lips brushed against the tip of my penis, as her hands cradled my balls, and as her tongue licked along my shaft. There was a sense of new belonging in our lovemaking. We weren’t just fulfilling some lustful desire; we were consummating our marriage. It felt holy, this primal act.

I rested my hands on top of her head, playing with her hair as she took my cock in her mouth all the way down to her throat. I could feel pleasure rising along my frenulum as she sucked it gently, slobbering it with spit, running her tongue up and down its length.

As she sucked it, I felt like I wouldn’t last a long time against the barrage of sexual pleasure that I was receiving. I pulled my dick out of her mouth and held her by her arms, pulling her up and making her lie on the bed. Rose petals were scattered all over the bed and on the floor, suffusing the room with their sweet scent.

I took off her panties, relishing the sight of her wet pussy, ready for the taking. I pinned down her hands on both sides as I climbed on top of her, kissing her as her face came close, and then, slowly, I entered her for the first time as her husband.

She was quite warm down there. Sliding inside her had never felt so easy, what with her vagina being so wet. And yet, there was that sense of snug tightness that I’d come to love when having sex with her. It was as if her pussy pulled in my cock as I thrust myself into her, wanting more of me.

I obliged, thrusting deep into her, prompting her to moan loudly. This was a signal we had both learned, a signal meaning I had to go harder.

Now, I fucked her without restraint, putting all my strength in my pelvis as I plowed her pussy. My entire penis felt like a beacon of pleasure, pulsating with such force and ecstasy as I had never experienced in sex before.

Her legs wrapped around my hips, causing me to go even deeper. Her arms closed around my neck, bringing our faces closer together. I locked lips with her, slowly sliding my tongue down into her mouth, touching the insides of her cheek, and tasting myself in her throat.

I closed my eyes as the pleasure reached its peak. We both came while we were still kissing. I could feel her pussy throbbing as I emptied my load into her.

Here, as we lay in each other’s arms after an exhilarating love-making session, the only thing I could feel was relief.

“I love you,” I whispered as I kissed her forehead.

“Oh, I love you too,” she said, still moaning from the aftermath of her strong orgasm.

“You know what I’d really like to do?” I asked.

“Go to sleep like this?”

“It’s like you’re in my mind.”

“You know what I want to do?” she asked.

“Check on the pack to see if they’re doing all right without us?”

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