“Beloved Lanimer, I love all that you are... With all that I am—all that I will ever be.”
We each scooped water and held it in our hands,
“We are like the water that ripples in the pond. Your love is my love. And your joy is my joy—your sorrow, my sorrow. Your pain is my pain. We are one with our love. We are one now and always, and with all that we are, we will protect our life together from this moment on.”
Then we met at the side of the pool to seal our vow with a kiss. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.
Evalee’s brother recorded our pledging to send back to my family on Oltarin. Missing them made the moment bittersweet, but I had gained a new family. Evalee’s family welcomed me as a brother, son, and uncle.
After our vows, we did a ceremonial Trakellison wedding dance as a couple, much like the one we performed at the Summer Solstice Festival. Evalee’s brother Rylan played a flute-like instrument for our performance. Evalee and I practiced several times during the days leading up to our ceremony.
Along with some graceful, fluid moves, there were numerous times we came together, brushing against each other sensually. Every time we practiced alone in our home, we ended up making passionate love.
It would be hours before we could be alone, but we would endure. We had fifty of Evalee’s relatives there for the festivities, so that it would be a long evening. It helped that the next dance involved the whole family in a line dance, with our streamers in a line weaving back and forth around the yard. It was great fun and eased our sexual tension so we could getthrough the evening feast.
By then, the night air was getting chilly, so we went into the garage to take the elevator to our underground house.
In addition to our private adult playroom, our home also had a children’s playroom. As it grew later, the guest children camped out in there while our wedding celebration continued.
We had a variety of Zevian and Trakellisan food served buffet-style, along with Aledan wine calledyash. Although I never anticipated this many guests when I had the house built, it was large enough to accommodate a smaller scale of dancing to recorded music.
It was early morning when the last guest left. Evalee and I fell into bed exhausted, too tired for anything but sleep.
Chapter Twenty-One
Evalee
I woke to the smell of hotjernas Lanimer brought two mugs of the Aledan herbal tea into our bedroom, wearing only a smile. I sat up in bed. He handed me a mug and sat down on the bed beside me. The whole day stretched ahead of us, and we had only one plan—to consummate our marriage. That was why we probably couldn’t stop smiling at each other.
Between sips, Lanimer leaned over and kissed my lips lightly. With his free hand, he plucked at my nipple, sending delightful sensations straight to my core. While I couldn’t read his mind as he could mine, I could sense his desire for me. It was a heady feeling. I knew he was always mindful of my pleasure as well as his own.
“Our pledging celebration was wonderful,” he said, caressing my cheek. But now I’m glad to have you all to myself for our private party.”
“It’s good we had a good night’s rest.” Justthinking of the possibilities set my body on alert for our sensual exchange.
We finished our tea like any other day and then retreated into our playroom instead of dressing for work.
“How about a nice soak in our hot tub to start?” Lanimer suggested.
Of course, I agreed. Our tub was self-cleaning, and the water was recycled, so we could use it for bathing as well. It gave us the opportunity to get clean and ease our sore muscles from so much dancing. As we washed each other, he sent flash images of ways he wanted us to please each other.
When we finished washing, Lanimer pulled me onto his lap, my back to his front. Nuzzling my neck with his lips, he massaged my breasts and pinched my nipples into stiff peaks. I leaned back against him, basking in his caresses and the love he sent into my mind, entwining with my love for him.
He slipped his hand between my legs and started to rub my clit. I moaned, silently urging him to make me come under his hand.
I got you, baby.He silently assured me as he kept rubbing until he brought me to orgasm.
I shuddered against him, moaning and whimpering in satisfaction. Lanimer knew exactly how to extend my enjoyment until myrelease played out. Then he turned me in his arms for a deep, passionate kiss. I could feel his erection against my hip, but he assured me silently he wanted to delay gratification as long as possible.
Getting out of the water, we dried each other with soft towels and lingered, kissing and caressing. I love this man deeply and completely. I wanted to please him in every way possible, and I enjoyed doing so because I knew without a doubt that he felt the same for me.
Lanimer took my hand and brought it to his lips.Sex swing or massage table?
My inner walls clenched, and my clit throbbed as I contemplated what he would do to me while I was suspended. I swallowed and led the way. I liked that it gave the illusion of restraint while my mate had his way with me. I was his to please, and he did it very well.
Lanimer helped me get settled into the swing with my legs supported above the knee and my feet in stirrup straps. I put my wrist through looped straps above my head, with the whole thing suspended from the ceiling. He used the motorized pulley to raise me to his eye level and moved in close.
Holding my face between his hands, he kissed me slowly and thoroughly, our tonguesdoing a sensual dance. The anticipation of what was to come had me trembling with desire, wet and ready. Still kissing me, his hands moved to my breasts, kneading them and pinching the nipples, shooting jolts of pleasure to my clit.
