Over a year and a half has passed. Serina and Nothile are happily Bonded. Pharaoh Amenemhet has also gotten married about half a year after Nothile and Serina's mating ceremony. It had been a professional sensual dancer that had caught Amenemhet's eye.
At the moment, Serina was cuddling up to Nothile in their bedchambers. His am was wrapped snugly around her waist. Both were sound asleep and dreaming of a sweet and blissful future together. Well, they were until a certain god of light decided to shine in through the window.
Serina groaned and tried to burrow info her mate to escape the harsh wake-up call. Nothile's face twitched in irritation. Unlike his mate, the High Priest was not going to sleep in. His dark eyes opened and settled on the demoness trying to escape from Ra's beans and he smiled.
"Good morning, My Dearest Moon. Sleep well?" Nothile asked.
"It would be a better morning of I could sleep in until noon." Serina grumbled into the pillows.
"But then we would not get to have our morning fun. I know you enjoy that." Nothile suggested.
Serina looked up from her pillow's confines. She gave a glare to her early-rising husband. Serina lazily stuck her tongue out at Nothile. The High Priest reacted by bending to suck that tongue into his mouth.
"Must you do that?" Serina asked, grumpy and breathless.
"You know I can not resist you when you sick your tongue out. You are far too irresistable for that, My Dearest Moon." Nothile laughed.
"It is far too early for this nonsense!" Serina groaned, ignoring her mate.
"The Great God Ra does not think it is too early for us to wake." Nothile said, his fingers trailing Serina's arm. "And just think, our audience with the Pharaoh and Queen are not until this afternoon. We have plenty of time for ourselves."
Serina sighed. She had to admit, she loved 'private time' with her mate. She smirked and pounced on him. Nothile was on his back with Serina straddling him.
"I thought so. Mention rutting, and you will get up at the break of dawn. I love that about you, Serina." Nothile mentioned, one hand balancing his mate and the other hand caressing her cheek.
"What else do you love about me, My Sun And Stars?" Serina asked, teasing the tip of Nothile's phallus with the lips of her womanhood.
Nothile groaned as he tried to keep himself from bucking his hips up into his mate's and answered, "I love that you are smart, very beautiful, and can be quite...compassionate when you wish to be. I love how wonderful a fighter you are. I love that you are a tremendous lover."
With a satisfied look, Serina finally allowed her womanhood to sink onto her mate's manhood. Nothile gripped Serina's hips as his member was engulfed by his mate's warm depths. Both moaned in pleasure. Serina began to lift herself up and let herself back down.
"You do that so well, My Dearest Moon." Nothile groaned.
"Well, I have had a year and a half to practice. It makes sense that I would-" Serina said only to be cut off by a kiss from her mate.
"You talk too much for a morning rut." Nothile said, guiding Serina's hips to meet his own.
"I will have you know- Oh!" Serina started to retort even Nothile rubbed her outer core and his member brushed up against the one spot inside her that could turn her legs to mush.
With a knowing smirk, the High Priest thrust up against her again. Serina cried out, throwing her head back. She started moving on him again, hitting that exact spot over and over. Her lower muscles started to tighten, alerting her mate to her upcoming orgasm.
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Amgyptapan
RomanceIt starts with this High Priest and Demoness meeting, falling in love and getting married. Around the same time, the Queen is planning the pharaoh's death, but she needs the High Priest to do the work for her since she can't over power Pharaoh on he...
