Starlight Gleaming Ch. 21 Pt. 01

Priestess Xiao motioned us toward another door. Once we were through the door and in the hallway, she led us around the corner and passed several doors before opening up a chamber, and gesturing for us to enter.

Inside was a ten by fifteen-foot room with a large bed in the middle. Along one side was a small table with what might be a mini-fridge. Beside it was a basic wood chair with a back and thin seat padding. Along the wall there stood an open clothing rack with several hangers.

"There's a small washroom through that door," Xiao informed us. "When you are finished making love, this is the button you push. It will notify me and I will bring a video-camera. You both understand I must film the evidence. Once it's done, then it's sealed. It is only opened by court order if the marriage is challenged in an Imperial Court, and the records are only viewable by the judge."

Blushing furiously, Izel nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Pursing her lips, Xiao looked at us both. "This is where I usually tell the happy couple to enjoy their new lives together and to get working on that multiplying business. We all know this is a rush job, but, hey! This could be the start of something wonderful for you both. Uh, anyway, I hate to remind you but it's already a few minutes after sixteen hundred hours, and you have to be finished by seventeen hundred. We have to have time to clean the room and change the sheets for the next couple. Once this part is done, I'll present you with the notarized certificates. Commander, your Sergeant Chita gave me your charge card number, so that's taken care of. If you wish, there's a bottle of wine and glasses chilling in the cabinet under the table. It's nothing fancy, but it's not complete dreck. What am I forgetting? Oh, the most important part."

Stepping to stand within reach of us both, she held up her hands. "Dearest Jade Goddess, hear my plea. Please bless these two, help them find opportunities for happiness, and keep them safe because some very nasty people want to hurt them, and this man is doing your work. In your holy name, so we beseech thee."

Then she scooted out, closing the door behind her.

"How... how do you want me?"

"Do you have a preference?" I asked.

She shook her head. "I've only been on my back the first time. After that, my breasts started to come in, and he told me he couldn't deal with it, so I was always on my hands and knees after that."

"From the way that you're sitting and by your tone, I have the impression that sex was not a pleasant experience for you."

"No, it wasn't," she whispered. "When he was breeding me I had some enjoyment, but I'm positive it was accidental on his part. After he had all the children he wanted, he told me my pussy wasn't tight enough to pleasure him."

"Izel? I'm not him."

"I know that," she said. "You are already a hundred times better than he was. But now that we're here, one thing has me really worried."

Taking her hand, I pulled her up and drew her into my arms. "What has you so worried, my wife?"

"My age. I'm going to be thirty-nine soon. My children are all close to your age, Ranji. I'm worried that I'm too old for you, and if you want children, we will need to decide that soon. Like in the next year or so, but maybe right away?"

"Please bear in mind that Zinja's only a couple of years younger than you, and I assure you that I immensely enjoy giving her pleasure. You are quite beautiful, Izel. You are a visual treat for the eyes to feast upon. There's no denying that. I will have no difficulty getting hard for you. But what really arouses me, Wife, is that this morning I learned that you are intelligent, perceptive, and you learn quickly. When your head guard sabotaged your wedding meal for me, you accepted my advice and focused on what was important. Those are all qualities of yours that I admire. Let's take a few minutes and focus on kissing, shall we?"

Giving me a shy smile, she said, "All right. But first, can we take these vests off? I tried to pick a flattering dress to impress you with, and you can hardly tell what I'm wearing underneath!"

I helped her take hers off, then hung it up on a hanger, and then hung up mine as well. While I was there, I took off my dress jacket as well and set my holster and weapon onto the table.

When I turned to her, she was already there, and she slid into my arms. Her enthusiasm for kissing seemed to grow as we practiced together. As we held each other, my hands roamed over her smooth shoulders, supple back, and down to the firm globes of her rear. I managed to run my hands over her cleft and found her pussy dry. After a few minutes, she stepped back, saying, "One of us should be practical."

Undoing her belt, and the button on her left shoulder, she slipped out of her dress, laying it on the chair, then removed her sandals as well. There she stood, naked save for my neckerchief in her hair.

Giving me a wry smile, she said, "Ta-da! The same goods you saw yesterday, this morning, and at lunch time. I always seem to be naked around you. Husband, are you getting undressed before you mount me?"

"Oh, sorry! I was taken in by your charms, Wife." I set to unbuttoning my shirt.

She approached, and squatting down, undid the laces on my shoes. Giving me a smile as I removed my shirt, she stepped backwards to the bed, and when she reached it, scooted back until she lay in the middle. Taking off my trousers and underwear at the same time, I divested myself of shoes and socks as well.

I moved over to the bed, and her eyes locked onto my hardening shaft. Giving me a smile, she said, "That's encouraging."

"Scoot down, Izel," I said, patting the end of the bed. I need your butt on the edge."

A worried look crossed her face as she moved. "Are you going to fuck me standing up?"

I would have preferred a couple of hours to seduce her, earning her trust as I explored her body and built her passion, but we didn't have the time.

"Do you masturbate, Izel? Do you touch yourself to give yourself pleasure?"

Looking away, she blushed again. "Why do you ask me such things? I'm a good woman."

"That's not an answer. And whether you do or not has nothing to do with your character."

"All right. Yes, I do. But I can't help it! Sometimes I get so lonely."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes." She lifted her face to look at me again, taking a deep, calming breath. "Yes, I do."

"I'd normally pay attention to your neck and your lovely breasts, giving both of us time to touch each other and explore. We'll move back up the bed in a bit so that I can lie with you, but I need to do this first." Using my hands to keep her legs apart, I got to my knees and moved to her center, kissing along her inner thighs first.

"What are you... oh, by the gods. Ranji! Ah! My lord! Are you really... oh, gods of North and South, you are. Ohhh."

When my tongue traced along her outer lips, she sucked air, tensed, then whimpered. Kisses and licking here and there changed to putting my tongue at the bottom of her groove and running up the length of her tender folds.

"Are you sure about this?" she gasped out.

Looking up at her, I said, "Yes, and I love doing it. Tasting a woman as she becomes aroused makes me hard, Izel. Janetta calls this my perversion and will deny it, but she loves it when I do it to her. The others do, too. Relax, Izel, I promise it will only get better. If it helps, take comfort knowing that your husband is doing this because he wants to. Now, where was I? Oh, yes."

Exploring as I went, I was pleased to see her lower lips begin to darken and swell as her pussy filled with blood. A woman's center is like a flower. As her sex engorges, the lips slowly open and leak tangy fluids for a lover to enjoy. And the lover should hover about like a bee or a butterfly collecting her pollen. In my case, I happily lapped up the nectar made from her essence. As my attention to her tender folds continued, so her pussy darkened and swelled as it opened further, revealing her hidden pink tunnel of pleasure leading down deep into her inner sanctum.

Doing my best to avoid direct stimulation, I slowly coaxed her nubbin of joy to come out from its protective hood of flesh. Slowly it pulled back as it became erect. When I ran my tongue around her throbbing bundle of bliss, she whimpered as her hips twitched and then thrust up against my face. Flicking my tongue along the base caused her to grunt and make small cries.

Moving back down, I lavished attention on her fat lips, licking along the edges. Then down to the revealed grotto that lay within, her heavy juices dripping forth. Using the width of my tongue, I started at the bottom and licked all the way toward her clit. A second time, a third, and then a fourth.

Izel tensed each time, but on the fourth she curled up, staring down as she heaved for air, her hands latching onto my head, her fingers grabbing my hair. "So... intense! I'm gonna... oh, I'm gonna... oh, gods!"

Swirling my tongue around her fat clit, she frantically rocked her hips up and down, grunting, her eyes squeezed shut. Slipping two fingers inside her steamy depths, I moved down to slurp up the liquid heat spilling forth. Turning my fingers, I probed around as her grunts rose to a squeak. Finding that small ridge of rough flesh at the roof of her cavity, I slowly rubbed. Circling my tongue around her clit, Izel's voice rose until she went silent, her hips bucking against me. When I flicked her hard little nubbin with my tongue, she stiffened. Then with her hands and legs, she nearly kicked me away as her hips jerked and she rolled onto her side, curled into a shivering ball.

Running my hand gently along her hip, she convulsed, and I watched fresh fluid gush from her lower lips.

Her words reminded me of Janetta's reticence for tasting her own fluids. Getting up, I entered the small latrine. Finding soap, I lathered up and washed my face. After patting my face dry on the towel, I returned to Izel.

As her breathing was not so frantic, I scooped her up and lay her back in the center of the bed, then lay down next to her. She immediately turned over and curled into me.

Her dark brown eyes huge, she looked at me. "What did you do to me?"

"Did it feel good?"

"Whenever I touched myself, it felt good, sometimes stronger than others. But never like this!"

Leaning over her, I kissed her, and she hungrily kissed me back. When I took her hand in mine, she broke the kiss, looking puzzled. I moved her hand to her leaking center. She started to pull back, but I said, "Don't. I want you to feel that. Feel that wetness? This is what a woman who is aroused for sex should feel like. Tell me, how does your pussy feel, Izel?"

"Still throbbing, aching even. But also tingling and good."

"Ready for more?"

"There's more?" She looked astonished.

"A woman who's that wet is ready for her man to enter her. Spread your legs and use your hand to touch my cock." I lifted up and moved over her, settling between her legs. "Guide me to your pussy."

Looking unsure, she timidly did as I asked.

Holding myself above her, I asked, "Are you ready? I'm going to enter you, Izel. I'm going to push my cock into you. Guide me in."

"Yes, Husband."

My fat crown nudged along her wet entrance and then popped inside. She gasped, her hands reaching up and grasping my arms. Working in and out slowly, I pushed a little deeper each time. Then I paused, feeling the wet lips of her pussy against my balls. I was fully engulfed within her hot sheath.

Amazement covered her face, then intense gratitude. "I feel you, my lord. It's so big, and by the gods, it doesn't hurt. There's no pain at all. I can't believe it! I feel stretched and unbelievably full. It's so big, but there's no pain! Oh, gods, you feel so good inside me!"

Grinning, I shifted the angle. With her fat clit, I suspected she would find intense joy from face-to-face sex, especially when I was able to press it between us when I was thrusting into her. Pulling back, I withdrew till only my crown lay within her slick tunnel, then slowly pushed back inside.

Izel's grip shifted and her eyes darted about as I gently moved within her body.

"Like what I'm doing?" I asked, pausing to give her a moment to recover.

Eyes wide, she nodded slowly. "Yes, you feel wonderful. Oh, gods, Ranji, I feel empty when you pull out, ohhh! And when you push back into me, it's overwhelming, like you will split me in two!"

"I'm glad," I said and resumed moving slowly in and out of her sheath.

For long minutes, she looked up at me, breathing deep as I pressed into her. "Bring your knees up, Izel. It'll change the angle of penetration, and I'll get even deeper."

She did, and then her eyes widened further. With the shift, at the furthest reach, the tip of my cock barely brushed against her cervix.

"Oh, Ranji, you feel so good inside me!"

"You feel really good, too, Izel."

Shifting my own position, I changed it from simple thrusting to doing a wide double-circle motion with my hips. Keeping my groin on the top of her mound, it gave her clit a lot more indirect pressure with my movement.

Izel groaned. The first fifteen or so circles were well received, then I resumed thrusting. A dozen or so strokes, then back to the double-circle. She groaned again, panting harder. Another five or six loops and then back to thrusting. Izel began to rock her hips, meeting my thrusts with her own.

"Oh, gods," she husked out. "I think I'm gonna come again. Can... can I do that?"

Giving her the biggest smile I could, I said, "Izel, I would absolutely love it if you came on my cock. Please, come as often as you like and are able."

Giving me a shy smile, she blushed. "All right, Husband. I will do as you ask."

My own pleasure was a low rumble, and I was delighted that she was enjoying this so much.

Her grip on my arms quickly tightened, and suddenly heaving for air, she tensed a moment, then her legs flew up and wrapped around me. I slowed down, pressing my cock to the left and right and back again, going for depth. Rocking her mound rapidly against me, she squeezed her eyes closed and I felt her walls grab and release, grab and release, grab and release. Hot liquid filled her tunnel, easing my passage within.

For several long seconds, she held her breath, then exhaled, the flexing of her pussy around my length fading. She looked up at me. "Did you come?"

I paused again, content to feel her sex wrapped snugly around my own. My balls were soaked with her juices. "Not yet, sweet Izel. I know I said you don't have to have sex with me. But I selfishly hope that if you enjoy this experience, you will want to be intimate with me again."

She looked away a moment, biting at her lower lip. When her gaze turned back up to me, a vulnerability was written across her face. "I never expected it to be like this."

With sudden understanding, I said, "Oh, Izel. You expected me to hurt you, didn't you. So desperate and afraid that you came to me, asking me to be your husband. So brave, believing I would hurt you in the most delicate and intimate of places, and yet still willing to give yourself to me."

Suddenly worried, she said, "Yes, but it didn't. I mean, it doesn't. It feels--I mean, you feel so good inside me. You're like a hot bar of steel opening me up, over and over, and it's a bit uncomfortable yet it feels incredible at the same time. I know you have to seed me to complete the wedding. A proper lady doesn't express such feelings. But you have made me feel so good, Ranji. Would you think me too wanton if I told you I want to feel you come inside me?"

"Even a lady as grand as yourself is entitled to your desires," I said, giving her a huge grin. "Feel free to tell me your thoughts and your needs. There is no shame in wanting to be touched, to be desired, and to be loved. You feel good, Izel, but at this pace, I will last a long time, but longer I fear than we have time remaining. I will need firmer strokes to reach my own release. Are you ready for that?"

"Do what you must, Ranji. You have given me intense pleasure. Please, Husband, please take your pleasure from my body."

Dropping down to my elbows, I put more of my weight on her. Sliding my hands behind her shoulders, I gripped her. Pulling back, I then pushed firmly back into her, grinding myself onto her mound. When my balls touched her rear, I tried to shove even deeper into her depths. Izel grunted. Quickly picking up the pace, I was soon thrusting faster. Every second or third thrust, I pressed hard, and Izel gasped.

"You are my wife. Feel my need for you."

"Oh, gods," she gasped. "I feel it!"

Thrusting faster yet, the wetness between us made a squishing sound each time I plunged into her center and pulled back, then drove back again. Pressure began to build, coiling within my balls.

"I'm going to fill you up, Izel. Is that what you want?"

"Yes! You feel so good! Please, give it to me!" Her arms held me close while my cock pistoned within her tender folds, plowing open her slick furrow.

Nearing the precipice, I pressed into her, working myself from side to side. Leaning down, I kissed her as my cock swelled and began firing into her core.

Izel squealed against my kiss, then she yanked her head away, sucking air in great heaving gulps as she bucked hard against me. Holding her tight, I growled while I filled her, and I felt her pussy begin convulsing again.

Long seconds while I sprayed line after line into her while she milked me and pleasure crashed through us both, her body trembling beneath me.

As our breathing eased, she looked at me with wonder. "I feel it. It's so deep in me. All warm and sticky." She closed her eyes and shivered as another wave of ecstasy crashed through her depths. Then she pulled me close. "That was amazing!"

Just then, there were two sharp raps and the door opened. Priestess Xiao darted in, holding a video camera. "I hope you've finished?"

Lifting up, Izel released me, and I braced myself on my arms. "Just now. I suppose you might as well start."

Izel blushed, once again looking vulnerable.

Reaching over with my hand, I brushed her cheek. "You were wonderful, Izel Kandikan. Thank you for sharing your body with me."

Surprise, then amusement crossed her face. "You are most welcome, Husband."

Lifting up my belly, there was a moment as our flesh had become stuck together before peeling apart. I pulled out of her, still hard and dripping. Her pussy gaped, then her folds began to close. A large glob of semen oozed out, running down her butt cheeks, immediately followed by a smaller one.

The priestess said quietly, "With this proof, the marriage of Commander Lord Ranji Kandikan and Izel Kandikan, Lady Ocotépan is officially consummated and now complete."

After shutting off the camera, she beamed at us both. "One of the temple acolytes will wait outside for you to clean up and finish dressing. I'll go prepare the certificates right now. Congratulations to you both."

Then she exited.

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Part 7 -- Declarations and Revelations

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Izel started to move, but I said, "Wait right there."

Running the water, I grabbed a hand towel, and once the water was warm, soaked and wrung it out. When she saw what I had, she smiled and reached for it.

"May I?" I asked.

Nodding, she kept her gaze on me while I leaned over and gently wiped her pussy. Folding it over, I used the clean side to wash down her inner thighs and butt crease as well.

"Did I do all right?"

She nodded again. "If I woke up right now, I would not be surprised in the slightest. You are so gentle and caring."

"Special circumstances. Usually one of us gets a dry towel to put underneath to prevent the dreaded wet spot. Sometimes another one is on hand to wipe with afterward. Zinja, however, almost always uses her mouth to clean up Janetta, and sometimes Calia, Ixma, and Cholan will do it for each other."