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Then Everitt pressed his forehead against hers and whispered softly.

“I love you… Bella. My wife, my only love. I love you.”

Bella wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled brightly.

“Everitt, you are mine now.”

It was essentially the same thing, but Bella knew how much he had longed to hear these words.

“…Ah!”

As proof, his manhood filling her inside twitched with sudden tension.

“Why do you choose such lovely words to say?”

With those words, their lips met. Bella had to pour her cries of pleasure into his mouth. Because Everitt had begun to grasp her buttocks firmly and thr*st his member into her repeatedly.

Even when pushed in slowly and gently, it was often overwhelming, but now it was driving into her fiercely without mercy. Lightning kept striking throughout her body. She felt like she was losing her mind.

In fact, even during their wedding ceremony earlier today, she hadn’t felt a sense of reality.

A wedding isn’t a ceremony just for two people, is it? Even the marriage vows exchanged while looking at each other before the priest were conducted surrounded by hundreds of people, and why were there so many complicated procedures? And why did Everitt in his formal attire look so unrealistically beautiful? Bella didn’t even know how she had managed to get through the entire wedding.

But now, with truly just the two of them remaining, covered by the veil symbolizing purity and bathed in moonlight, she was finally beginning to feel the reality of it.

Ah, this man is my husband. I will now spend my lifetime with this man. And until the day we die, we will cling to each other desperately like this…

She was happy. It brought tears to her eyes. Whether these tears were from happiness or from the heavy gl*ns repeatedly hitting her cervix, she couldn’t tell.

“Ah! Ahng! Ah…!”

Bella clung to his shoulders, running her fingers through his black hair as she moaned, then buried her face in his chest. He smelled of sweet champagne. She embraced Everitt and slipped her hand inside his formal shirt to caress his back.

His back was far from smooth. Countless scars felt under her fingertips. They were traces of when he had saved her with his body when she was in danger. Proof that Bella was the most important thing in the world to him. Every time she traced those scars and kissed them, her heart would ache piercingly yet thrillingly.

Despite the precarious position with one leg hooked over his arm, it wasn’t too difficult because Everitt held her firmly. Rather, this position seemed to stimulate her even more.

He said they should dance, and he truly drove Bella to the extreme as if performing an intense dance.

“Ah, ahng… Ah!”

She clung to him, then arched her back, unable to bear the pleasure of him thrusting even deeper. Then, as if dancing the tango, Everitt matched her by leaning his upper body forward and biting her br*ast.

Come to think of it, hadn’t she been forced to dance with Everitt at the masquerade ball before? Back then, Bella had imagined s*x while dancing pressed against his body. But now it was the opposite.

“How’s this dance, hmm… Do you like it?”

“Ah, ah, too, good… Ah…!”

Everitt’s eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips curved upward.

“But this is as far as the dance dedicated to the Moon God goes.”

The next moment, Bella was pushed against the wall in that same position, with one leg hooked over his arm.

“Hik, ah, ahng! Ahng!”

His forearm-sized member thr*st into her entrance, which was gushing fl*ids between her widely spread thighs. The male, excited by how much Bella had tormented him while riding him, mercilessly stirred her with his incomparably large and hard *rection.

He was desperate and merciless. With each thr*st, her entire body was pushed up, and after hitting the back of her womb by entering too deeply, only then would her toes brush the floor as he withdrew. But before she could properly place her foot down, she would be thr*st into again, her body repeatedly pushed upward, and Bella, with nowhere to retreat, had to fully accept his penetration.

Her br*asts, with n*pples standing *rect, rubbed against Everitt’s firm chest muscles in a crushing manner. Her buttocks were firmly held and spread by his large hands, simultaneously being thr*st into by his member and pounded down onto his groin.

The pleasure was so intense that her cries sounded like wailing.

“Ahng! Ah! Ahng! Ah, Ever, ah! Ahng!”

Bella had already tasted heaven while riding Everitt and m*sturbating with his member. Her heated body couldn’t withstand the violent penetration for long.

For a moment, everything went dark before her eyes, and a white lightning struck inside her body. She clung to Everitt and writhed in cl*max. From her lips, which couldn’t close, came incoherent m*ans along with panting breaths.

The evidence of reaching the peak of pleasure could not be hidden in any way. Because her body reflexively squeezed the member deeply thr*st inside her with convulsive movements.

Didn’t it seem like she was begging him to come inside? Feeling Bella’s response with his entire body, Everitt smiled.

Well then, I must fill you until you’re satisfied.

Everitt firmly grasped Bella’s buttocks with both hands as he devoured her lips along with her m*ans. And he poured his desire into the deepest part of her body.

Though it wasn’t the first time he had held Bella, the feeling now was different. When they first met, he had been tormented by guilt every time he desired her, but from today, lusting after Bella and filling her with his essence was the natural and right thing to do. Because he was Bella’s husband.

Ah, how thrilling and blessed this was.

“Bella, Bella…”

“Ever, ah, ah… mmm…!”

The enormous thing, almost too much to contain, twitched inside her, pumping out spurts of seed. As the forearm-sized member stirred her insides at will, Bella, still in the midst of her cl*max, trembled her waist and writhed. Just as Bella’s vaginal walls contracted and squeezed him, his manhood’s twitching as it ejaculated was also undeniable evidence of cl*max.

A moment of being entangled with each other, simultaneously satisfying the other. This sensation, this feeling—what could it be compared to?

Even on that hot summer day when she didn’t understand her own heart and just cried and thr*st like an animal, even after everything was settled and she decided to live with him in the Grand Duchy. It had never been as thrilling and heart-aching as this moment.

Bella realized the reason. It was because they had become husband and wife. There was no longer anything to hold back from all this pleasure and the act of desiring each other. Whatever they did to each other, from today onwards, it was natural and permitted, and undoubtedly just delightful. Because they possessed each other.

“I love you, I love you. Ah… Everitt, I truly love you…”

Bella murmured, panting. She desperately nestled into Everitt’s arms. His body momentarily stiffened. Soon, countless small kisses and declarations of love fell upon Bella’s head.

As their panting breaths gradually subsided and their bodies warmed with each other’s body heat, Everitt carried Bella to the bed. The night was just beginning.