(NSFW content ahead)

"Gladly," he twirled his exquisite pendant between his index finger and thumb before settling it against his skin and striving off with his provocative hips swinging behind him.

Aselia was unable to tear her eyes away as he gracefully swept aside the tapestry that hung around their bedding, raising himself onto his elbow he propped on his side with his right leg raised.

The soft silver moonlight that sifted through the window, illuminated his silver locks, giving him the persona of a majestic king perched on his throne.

Giving her the full view of his grandiose physique, laying bare for her to gawk and stare, however, it may please her. She promised a show and he was about to take pleasure in watching it.

Aselia stood facing him, his sole focus was her, the slight tilt of his head, a wry smile on the corner of his perfect lips and the teasing sparkle of his penetrating stare that was dwindling all the confidence she had mustered.

"Let the show begin," his eyebrows waggled at her turning her legs to mush. No, she wouldn’t go weak this time, she would do what she had prepared and with confidence.

Keeping her unwavering gaze locked on him Aselia slowly began to slip her fancy gown down her sleek tanned body. Her left bosom bobbed out and then her right, the perky nubs tightened as his eyes erotically sealed on them and his perky tongue swiped along his ample lips.

She didn’t hesitate or stop, although her heart thudded like a war drum, she let her garb drop and amass around her delicate ankles and Xiran audibly gasped. Every pore of her body seemed to have been infused with bronzing pearls, glistening like being bathed in the golden hues of the sun’s embrace. Her body radiated an enchanting blend of warmth and elegance, like a luminous sun-kissed brilliance.

The delicate gold chain accentuated her natural curves as it snaked its way between the valley of her mounds and draped under it, drawing his attention to the graceful lines of her neck, shoulders and waist.

The chain’s glimmer added a touch of elegance and allure, framing her form with a subtle shimmer that captivated her husband. Invoking in him the desire to take her right there where she stood. His massive bulge was straining and itching and the tip of his head was already decorated with a white pearl.

But, Aselia wasn’t done, putting on a salacious smile resting her gloved hands near her bare teeth, she slowly took the gloves off and tossed them towards him one after the other.

Xiran caught them with ease and pressed them to his nose, sniffing her unique scent as if it was a unique elixir.

Aselia’s free hands then slipped to the rims of her skimpy panties, she began to erotically sway her hips and belly and tried to create undulating waves of movement through her sleek body, particularly the abdominal region, accentuated by graceful arm and hand movements. Her hands invited him as her hips smoothly swayed and she attempted to copy what had been taught to her.

Their eyes danced in a heated passion as the ambience around them had been palpably charged due to intense emotions. They needn’t speak as their bodies did the talking and their expressions vividly revealed what lay in their hearts.

He sent her a flying kiss for his eyes seemed to have been dreaming, his ever-shy Leia in terms of intimacy was putting on a bold dance for him. Summoning and beckoning him with her lascivious moves and titillating gaze. He could no longer stay still, his senses had been overdriven, too charged and he wished his hands on her inviting flesh.

Getting up he prowled towards her like a panther, graceful and subtle while her body twirled inviting his touch.

The warmth of his hands around her chained torso had her melting like snowflakes to be turned into water. He adhered her to his body heat, and a glimmer of lust descended in his lively grey orbs.

"Leia! This was the most beautiful and sensual dance I have witnessed in my entire life. Who taught you this?" he sensually breathed in the rim of her ear, making goosebumps appear on the nape of her neck, the tips of his fingers traced the intricate chain that adorned her bronze-hued physique.

"Sayla brought someone and I learnt this just for you and I still can’t believe I did it," Aselia lightly chuckled as Xiran’s artistic fingers found her rosy tips and he gently squeezed them. His lips lightly traced down from her ear to her lips and arrested hers in a greedy ravenous embrace, making her forget to even breathe as she returned his passion.

His damp crude tongue rammed into her delicately delicious mouth while his hands slipped between their heated bodies and gilded towards her ever-soaking panties. This time he held them by the rim and tore them apart, not wanting the most intimate part of her to be shielded from him anymore.

A needy sensual whimper left her which he ferociously devoured as her core was grazed by his swollen deprived shaft, while he craftily gorged her mouth. His hands found her soft asscheeks and a sensual dance of massaging and squeezing began.

Her womanly folds began to leak and glaze her inner thighs with glistening fluids and his manhood rubbed and coated itself in them.

"Xiran!!!" she huffed in his mouth, attempting to flee his sudden onslaught for her mind was going numb from the overwhelming emotions, these were uncharted waters and she was about to drown in it.

"Don’t worry, I will be very gentle with you, it’s your first time and I will make it as memorable and pain-free as possible. But it will hurt so I apologise in advance," his hands found their way back to her face and he tenderly cradled it.

"I don’t mind the pain, I can bear it but this is all very new and my emotions are going haywire," she whispered back, kissing his palm.

"I know baby, I know. I will be there with you every step of the way and prepare your body before tainting you. A part of me pains knowing I am about to take your innocence away and another part is jubilant that it will be me," Xiran confessed, his bodily heat soaring, his orbs glistening with his wanton desires.

"I am elated, Xiran that it’s you. I wouldn’t give this to anyone else," Aselia crossed her arms around his sturdy neck and Xiran flicked open his enormous wings. Clasping them together as one does with his hands, he shifted them into a makeshift hammock and gently lowered Aselia onto them; she had to let go of his neck as he straightened up.

Aselia lay there cushioned on his alabaster majestic wings like a delicate butterfly amidst a pearly flower, in her birth suit.

Every muscle in his body stiffened, and every nerve was set on fire as his wistfully hungry gaze took her in, took all of her in for the first time. Especially what lay between her legs, the heart of her core.

A visceral gasp was torn from him as Aselia attempted to cover it with her hands, she flushed crimson down to her roots in embarrassment because of how he ogled at her, there was no privacy between them, not anymore.

"Leia! Don’t hide from me. Let me see you in all your naked splendour. I have waited long enough, I won’t wait anymore," she was befuddled at his open choice of words, her man was not shy and he knew what he wanted. And in that moment he wanted her.

He threw her hands open and his wings raised her in a manner that her pearly entrance was right before him. The grey in his globes turned many shades darker as he grabbed her quivering inner thighs and forced open her legs.

"I am starved for your flesh, will you feed and quench me?" he brazenly questioned and without waiting for her answer his sinfully delicious lips descend on her pink essence with the intention of devouring it whole.

A loud lustful moan eluded her, the electrifying feeling consumed her whole as she covered her face in the embarrassment of being consumed in such a fashion. His greedy mouth latched onto her sensitive nub as he sucked a flood of fluids that escaped her.

"Xiran! Stop, it’s embarrassing," she mewled but he paid her no heed, he was lost in licking the core of her essence as he had dreamt innumerable times. To provide her with maddening pleasures she was blatantly oblivious of.

Her thighs stiffened and her body writhed under him, her dainty ankles impatiently on his soft feathers.

"Relax! Let yourself enjoy this, you have nothing to be embarrassed about. Allow me to take you on an exhilarating journey of self-discovery of what your body can do and possess," he slightly lifted his head and slowly breathed out near her sodden core. She watched him with lustrous yes and could merely nod with her reddened embarrassed face.

Xiran’s hands gently rubbed her thighs and she finally let go of the tension that grappled her legs. Seeing that she had voluntarily opened them his mouth engulfed her inner folds once again and this time his sleek tongue invaded the warm cavity like a slithering serpent ready to possess her.