“The second to my parents.”
They kowtowed to the altar.
“And the last to each other.”
When she lifted her head the final time, Wei was staring at her with a mix of love, wonder, and hunger that made her tremble. In the next instant, he swept her onto her feet and into his arms. She barely managed to loop her arms around his neck before he crushed his mouth to hers.
As Wei set his woman next to his bed, he felt a surge of pride and awe.
Glory is mine. She has bound herself to me. Nothing can come between us.
Love burgeoned his chest and his cock. Making love to Glory was always an exhilarating experience, but tonight there was an added freedom. A headiness in knowing that they’d made their vows, and there was no need to hold back. He could claim his sweet girl fully, once and for all.
He kissed the silky curve of her neck, inhaling her scent. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
“Me too.” She gave a delightful shiver as he tongued the rim of her ear. “Since the first time you kissed me at the Fancy’s flash house.”
“I wanted you even before that.” He kissed her nose and cheeks, trying to catch every freckle. “Even though I tried to resist. Even though I told myself it was selfish and wrong to want you for my own.”
She drew back. “You don’t think that now, do you?”
“No.” He tucked a strand of her rich hair behind her ear, smiling into her eyes of sunlit jade. “Now I know I was meant to love you for all our days.”
“That’s just as well,” she said, dimpling. “Because I am going to love you just as long.”
She was so adorable that he had to kiss her again. Soon, they were panting, straining to get closer, and he wanted no more barriers between them. He undressed her, unwrapping her like the precious gift of fate that she was. In his eyes, there was no finer woman than Glory. Her lithe perfection made him harder than a rock.
Blushing beautifully, she whispered, “I want to see you too.”
He stripped, his eyes on her face. Loving the cute yet carnal way his little tigress looked at him. When he shed his trousers, her eyes locked on his rampant erection, and he groaned when she moistened her lips.
He tumbled her onto the bed, and the feel of skin on skin was sublime. She was soft and supple beneath him, her nipples stiff buds poking into the wall of his chest. His mouth watered to taste her everywhere, and he did. From her sweet little tits to her dainty toes and luscious cunny. He ate her until she arched against his mouth, rewarding him with her nectar.
Still ravenous, he turned her over to explore more of her graceful terrain. He nibbled down the silken rung of her spine. Tasted the pretty dip above her bottom. Spreading her enticing cheeks, he tongued her from behind until she squealed another climax into his pillow.
Flipping her over once more, he kissed her. Feeding her the taste of her own pleasure sent a blaze up his spine. When she wrapped a hand around his throbbing prick, he groaned against her lips.
“I want you,” she whispered. “I want to know what it feels like to belong to you fully.”
“And you will.” He sat up, guiding her head toward his lap. “Suck me first, love. Make me wet so that I can fit into your snug little slit.”
Whimpering, she dove for his cock, taking him with enchanting enthusiasm. As usual, she was a quick study, improving leaps and bounds since their previous lesson. His fingers gripped her hair as she pleasured him, her tongue a teasing flicker, her lips an exquisite seal as he guided her up and down his length. Suddenly, she plunged down of her own accord, the squeeze of her throat drawing his stones up taut.
Grunting, he pulled out. “By the deities, you’re getting too good at that.”
Her grin was playful. “You taught me well, Shifu.”
He shouldn’t have been aroused by that, but he was. Everything about his naughty pupil made him wild with lust. He rolled atop her, driving his turgid shaft against her dewy folds, grazing her little nub with his hardness until she began to shake once more.
Only then did he notch his head to her opening. As he pushed into the tight clasp of her body, it felt like his first time. Not because he’d been celibate for years, but because he’d never truly made love before. Never wanted a woman with his body, heart, and soul.
He stared into Glory’s eyes. Into his future. His everything.
“You’re mine,” he rasped.
“Forever.”
Her sweet vow expanded his chest with pride and a primal need to claim.
