Envy of the gods

"Kendra, I know that by saying these words I am condemning myself to a life of secrecy and duplicity, but it is the only way I have to stay true to myself. I vow to remain yours always, your faithful companion and beloved one, your closest confident and sex ****. Together lets be the envy of the gods." The princess spoke the words as they came to her mind, and was barely conscious when the ghost king declared them married; she was already kissing Kendra, a slurpy wet kiss, a prelude for the promised paradise.

Liandra´s roaming hands marveled at the leathery feel as she explored Kendra´s back, and whimpered softly as she felt Kendra´s lips on her exposed shoulder and neck. She wondered mildly if they were going to consummate their marriage right there, but knew it wouldn't be so. She felt her lover break their embrace, and heard her whisper "Just a little more, we must cross the city to get to our nuptial room"

A carriage was waiting for them just outside the shrine, it was an obviously magical vehicle, dragged by two nightmares, dark horses with flaming hooves and hair. It flew across the city, and parked in front of a discreet building, a place called 'the princess favor'. Kendra smiled, and said "it seemed just... appropriate. And it was one of the few rooms that I could find on short notice." It was a wonder, but no one else seemed to notice the demoniac carriage.

The recently wed soon found themselves behind closed doors. Kendra poured sparkling wine for them, and just a sip made the princess mind swim in imagination. "Dance, and strip for me, princess." Liandra saw Kendra´s hand was no longer just the slender arm of the woman she loved, but also a shadowed claw that drank and dimmed the light of the room.