Shivanya - the royal bride

Devour 🥀

Yaksh hold Shivanya from behind, embracing her tightly, and make  sat her on his lap, where her wet core pressed against his erectness. His other hand slid around her waist, holding her neck, pulling her close to his lips, pausing mere inches away.

Their eyes met, and it seemed they were both ravenous for each other. Their gazes were deep and killer, their bodies entwined, radiating warmth.

Yaksh lifted Shivanya as she had earlier teased him, her lips inches from his. Their breaths intertwined, and their eyes blazed with passion. A intense beat was on hold.

They remained frozen in the same position, lost in each other.

Meanwhile, Shivanya slid her hands around Yaksh's neck, their gazes locked, lips inches apart. She realized Yaksh was taking revenge. She countered with a clever move, rubbing her wet core against his clothed erection.

Yaksh's passion ignited with her move. He claimed Shivanya's lips, devouring them hungrily. Shivanya stopped swaying her hips, instead, reaching for Yaksh's pants, pulling them down. While continued kissing him.

Yaksh press her hips, sucking her lips voraciously. As he teased her nipples, Shivanya moaned,

" mmmmmm"

and Yaksh snapped back to reality, releasing her lower lip after bitting it.

Both breathed heavily, foreheads pressed together. Then, shivanya slid forward, aligning his erection to her core, as now yaksh was completely exposed since she'd removed his clothes.

As their bodies separated, Yaksh gazed at Shivanya. She grasped his hands, placing them on her hips, and knelt slightly, cradling his erect shaft with her soft hands.

Yaksh's eyes closed in ecstasy. Shivanya guided his member, rubbing it against her wet, pink core. Their eyes shut, savoring the sensation.

Shivanya slowly eased onto his shaft, but her tightness hindered entry. Yaksh hold onto  her waist, guiding her downward.

A tear escaped Shivanya's eye, but Yaksh claimed it with his lips. He knows it would hurt.

Shivanya slowly began moving her hips up and down, her core enveloping Yaksh's shaft. "Ahmmmmmmmm!" She moaned, feeling the point of ultimate pleasure.

Yaksh's head tilted back in ecstasy, his rough hands sliding from her breasts to her thighs. The slapping sound of their skin echoed through the balcony.

Seated on the sofa, Yaksh gazed up at Shivanya, her open hair fluttering. With closed eyes. Her large, heaving breasts shook rapidly, prompting Yaksh to bite his lower lip as she look a complete seduction.

Below he saw, Shivanya rode his cork, her skin slapping against his. Her knees hugged Yaksh's waist, the anklets jingling makes wound with skin slapping. Both bodies glistened with sweat enjoying the pleasure.

"Ahhhhhhnmmmmm"

Shivanya grew tired, collapsing herself onto the table, supporting herself on her elbows. Yaksh rested his head back on the sofa.

"Now it's my turn, my bold maharani sa..." Yaksh lifted Shivanya by the waist.

She wrapped her legs around his, resting her head on his shoulder.

After a moment, Yaksh stepped back to admire his wife. He had spread Shivanya's legs, placing her hips on the sofa arm and her lower body on the couch.

Gently, he savored her exposed, wet core with his tongue, tasting her sweetness. Locking eyes with Shivanya, he asked, "Should I indulge in your delicious, pink, wet pussy first or your chocolate-covered body?"