Brinda

Live, Love, Laugh

Darkness finally loomed and the eventful day threatened to wind down to a close. King Adigun walked into their private garden with Sindoor powder in his hand, a symbol of marriage, and the one thing he hoped to round off all they had been doing.

"I had no idea you had this at heart", Ambika Devi said while she watched him walk over with the powder.

"How would this feel perfect and completed without this?" he asked.

Gently, he placed his thumb into the powder before proceeding to smear it into her forehead. His eyes felt teary and his heart slowly steadied itself in beats. The feeling and rush was beyond anything he could explain and yet, he was sure he didn't want it to end either.

"I believe we ought to give each other something in regards to the marriage ritual", he reminded her. "The ritual says something precious in acceptance of marriage".

Ambika Devi looked down and then back up, "I have the rare pendant you gave to me the first time".

She revealed it from underneath her cloth and it surprised the king to see she still kept it close to her even after the first wedding wasn't at all what she wanted.

"I will make you a precious promise then. I vow to never get remarried and to stay by you and have just you as my wife forever", he promised her. "I will take no other woman to be my wife and my last breath on earth would be spent loving you and fighting for your love".

His words came through trembling lips, but they equally prompted tears down Ambika Devi's eyes.

"I... i... I don't know what to say", she stuttered with her hands shaking as she approached him.

Gently lifting off her veil, she leaned forward and locked lips with his.

"I offer you my mind, body and soul in acceptance of this marriage", she noted.

It was a perfect end to the day for the duo while King Adigun stood there feeling absolutely excited by the taste of her lips lingering on his. He wanted more and that was all he could think about in that very moment.

***

Silence tore through the castle and King Adigun could hear two heartbeats rummaging through. His was louder, but hers was no different too. The night had spanned along just well and the longer it went into the early hours of the morning, the more beauty and intimacy it had brought. In fact, it was like nothing he had ever thought.

Clamping his eyes shut and letting the images of the moment they shared together to consummate their marriage course through his mind, he bit his lips at the taste of her lips, he tightened his fists into the sheets at the loud moans she made, and he breathed aloud and wildly at the alluring scent she brought along.

Being with her was far more perfect than he had imagined it would and her caramel colored skin still brought sharp stings of excitement to his heart while he stared at her. It made him feel pretty good about their union and it definitely brought a sense of desire to his heart as well. He wanted her and he wanted everything that had to do with her.

Ambika Devi rolled slowly and gently laid her head to rest on the King's chest. Since their sexual encounter, the woman had done nothing but cling onto him. Her breath warmed his chest, her lips melted his skin every time she connected them with it, and her lengthy and beautiful hair was the perfect haven for his wanderlust fingers.

"I never imagined things will work out this way", she confessed briefly while her voice sounded a little bit slurry and her body slowly wrapping itself around the King.