Moonlight serenade: devotion in the moonlight
The celebration was a great success and filled the air with joy and a lovely atmosphere. Wedding games and dances kept the guests entertained well into the night. But every celebration has an end, and the newlyweds followed a long tradition by disappearing together to the royal chambers.
Shiva, graceful and lovely, was nervous yet full of anticipation for this special moment. She even made Mortis wait outside the door, lit candles and slipped out of her wedding dress. Naked and expectant, she waited in the next room until she called Mortis in.
There was a pleasant aroma in the room, the bed was still empty when Mortis turned to the next room and saw Shiva coming towards him in an almost transparent silk robe. Mortis was surprised by this revealing attire and felt the urge to tear his own clothes off immediately. Nevertheless, he kept his composure and slowly approached Shiva to take her in his arms with a loving smile.
Shyly in his arms, she looked up at him, her eyes literally devoured by his. With gentle hands, he supported her head and gave her a kiss. It was a moment of pure intimacy and love.
Mortis held Shiva tightly in his arms and carried her to the bed. Their lips were still united by a gentle kiss, and the world seemed to stand still for a moment. With tender movements, he gently laid her on the bed, and they looked deeply into each other's eyes.
In that intimate moment, Shiva tried to undo Mortis' top to feel more of him and to feel his skin against hers. The mutual longing and desire between them was palpable and made the air between them crackle with tension. Mortis returned her desire with just as much longing as he gently took her hand and kissed it. Their eyes were windows to their souls, and at that moment the connection between them was more intense than ever.
The moon shone through the window, bathing the room in a soft, silvery light that emphasized the intimacy of the moment. Shiva felt the warmth of Mortis' skin, and a comforting shiver ran through her as he tenderly kissed her neck. She felt his heart beating against hers, a rhythmic dance that brought them even closer together.
Mortis whispered loving words in her ear, and Shiva returned them with a smile of heartfelt contentment and happiness. The world around them seemed to disappear, and all that mattered was them and the love they shared.
With a deep kiss, Shiva finally let herself go, enjoying the touch of her man who was showing her so many new things and making her body quiver." Finally, with a deep kiss, Shiva surrendered to the love and passion that blazed between them. She enjoyed every second as Mortis gently pushed up her silken robe, gently stroking her body and exploring her skin with his hands. With a soft moan and in joyful anticipation, she let herself fall, enjoying the way Mortis devoured her with his eyes, wanting to discover every facet of her being.
When she finally had nothing on, Shiva couldn't wait to find out what would happen next. She would have loved to rip the last pieces of clothing off Mortis. Mortis sensed the excitement in Shiva's gaze and, with a magical wave of his hand, made his clothes disappear to present himself in his muscular glory to his wife. Shiva fell around his neck at that moment and gave him a passionate kiss.
With the kiss, Shiva pressed herself closer to Mortis, making clear her intention to connect completely. She wanted to be his wife, in every way, and she was ready to welcome him. Her legs wrapped around him as her hands traced the contours of his muscles, exploring every detail of him. Her breathing grew heavier, and any restraint melted away. In that moment, only she and her husband existed, free of duties and full of devotion.
With a gentle movement, she pressed herself against Mortis, and a longing expression entered her eyes. She was ready for whatever else the night might hold for her.
Mortis, who had been restrained until now since this was their special night, could restrain himself no longer. With a gentle bite into the queen's ear and a tender movement, they united completely. Shiva looked down and saw the symbol of their union on the sheets, but she felt no discomfort, only pleasure. With a smile, she whispered in Mortis' ear, "Now I am truly your wife."
Mortis smiled back and moved gently, a rhythm that created a completely new and exciting sensation for Shiva. Her heart beat faster, her breathing hot and rapid as she clung to Mortis and surrendered to the intensity of the moment.
When Shiva climaxed along with Mortis, she was overwhelmed by the new sensations, her whole body shaking and trembling. Mortis, who was experienced and sensitive, touched her gently on the cheeks and, with a loving smile, bent down to give her a heartfelt kiss. Shiva then relaxed and let her body respond naturally. Mortis showed another facet of his personality in this intimate moment that Shiva would experience many times in the future.
But the evening was still young, and her curiosity was piqued. With playful ease, Shiva switched positions so that she was now on top. Mortis let her, enjoying the sight of the moonlight playing around Shiva's wonderful curves.
The moonlight enveloped the elf, accentuating all of her beauty. Mortis, whose hands tenderly traced Shiva's forms, wandered his touch over her body, paying special attention to her curves. As Shiva struggled to find her rhythm, Mortis was patient and supportive, allowing her the time she needed.
When Shiva finally found her rhythm and the right position, their connection intensified, and both the tenderness and the intensity of the encounter increased. Both enjoyed the experience and the discovery of each other, lost in the depth of their connection and the beauty of the moment.
The night was filled with love and intimacy, and in the darkness a new bond was ignited. The newlyweds would learn much more about themselves and each other that night, exploring new depths of their bond and finally awakening in each other's arms.