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Chapter 21 by mally01 mally01

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Morning Ride.

Inside the lush, verdant forests of Sarella resides a sacred sanctuary known only to those closest to the throne: the secret waterfall cave. Sheltered away from prying eyes, nestled snugly amid towering ancient oaks, and cloaked by luxuriant foliage, the entrance remains concealed unless divulged by an individual entrusted with its secrecy. The cave itself exudes tranquility and seclusion, carved smooth by countless dripping rivulets cascading from above. Amelia led Omar behind the wall of water cascading down to the lake below. The escort fanned out so that they could detect any intruders that may approach. Once inside Amelia pulled Omar over to the soft plush cushions and they sat down. "Omar why do you want to marry me?" Amelia asked him gently, trying not to sound accusatory even though she was curious about his intentions. "Because my heart desires nothing else," he replied honestly, looking directly into her eyes. "Your beauty mesmerizes me." Omar spoke softly, brushing back some stray strands of her gleaming hair from her face. His touch sent shivers throughout her body; it had been quite sometime since someone had shown her such affection, especially under these circumstances. Her skin felt warm, yet moist with perspiration, as if the air held within the cavern were teeming with desire. Even though their meeting was unplanned, something deeper seemed to be guiding events toward an undeniable conclusion. "Omar it would mean big changes for both our kingdoms.

The union will not be as easy as the union between you and I" said Amelia. Omar nodded as Amelia continued "Although I have the support of my mother and closest advisors the people only just voted for the union between our to kingdoms." she finished. Omar gently reached out taking Amelia in his arms and kissed her lips. As she felt his warmth against hers, a feeling began to rise within her, an aching desire unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Her body trembled slightly, responding to this newfound intensity. She clung tightly to him, feeling both fear and excitement course through her veins. Their embrace grew more intense, their bodies pressing closer together as if to share every last bit of heat. They seemed lost in a world entirely of their own, devoid of everything else save the throbbing beat of their hearts and their **** need for one another. They both started to remove their clothes and fell onto the soft cushions and blankets. The gentle sound of cascading water filled the air around them like a soothing melody, creating an almost hypnotizing effect. Queen Amelia shivered involuntarily underneath the caress of cool mist carried by the falls; it intensified the thrill that coursed through her veins. Prince Omar leaned down, his fingers trailing lightly along her exposed skin, causing goosebumps to appear despite the mild temperature inside the cavern. His touch was reverent, cherishing her vulnerability even though he desired nothing less than complete surrender.

Amelia gave herself not out of submission but out of love for Omar. Every brush of his finger upon her sensitive areas sent sparks shooting upwards throughout her entire being, leaving a trail of fiery aftershocks behind. Her breath caught in her chest at the sensation which seemed to ignite parts of her previously untouched, sending waves of pleasure surging through her whole body. She couldn’t help but cry out as the blinding flashes continued, rippling outward from her core to reach distant corners of her being. Even amidst the enveloping warmth of his body, she still quivered occasionally – perhaps from nervousness or anticipation - while they made passionate love on those velvet cushions and blankets scattered across the floor. Queen Amelia could see herself reflected in the gleaming pool of water beside them. Her face bore an expression of raw ecstasy, contrasting sharply with the tranquility of her surroundings. As they moved together rhythmically, the tender whisper of the waterfall became louder, acting as a counterpoint to their ardent lovemaking. Each thrust of their hips echoed the forceful crash of the water above, and each moan or groan they uttered matched the soft murmur of the river below. Together, they formed a symphony of physical connection. Intricate patterns were woven into the fabric of their coupling, intertwining and harmonizing as nature itself would do. This union wasn't merely about giving or receiving pleasure—it was also about experiencing shared humanity, a connection deeper than any spoken word could convey.

When they finally lay entwined among the soft folds of silk covering the floor, spent yet content, neither spoke nor stirred. Instead, their silence spoke volumes, conveying gratitude and admiration for what transpired. Their limbs lazily tangled amongst themselves, wrapped comfortably in one another's protective embrace. Despite the fervor that once raged between them, now their love found solace nestled snugly in these cozy confines. Their voices rose again as they began discussing their plans post marriage. The waterfalls ceaseless patter served as a soothing backdrop, punctuating their conversation with steady beats. "We must celebrate our union publicly." Prince Omar said smiling at his beloved. "A grand ball in your palace will serve that purpose," replied Queen Amelia. Both agreed enthusiastically, looking forward to seeing their friends and family join them in merriment. “And we should invite members from other lands too,” suggested Amelia, eager to expand their friendships beyond the borders of Sarella. “An excellent idea, my love.” Said Omar, wrapping his arm affectionately around her waist. Their laughter mixed with the music of running water, further adding to the magical ambiance of the setting. After spending some time relishing their newly found bond, they decided it was time to return to reality and prepare for the return journey to the palace. Leaving the secluded haven behind, they stepped outside the secret cave.

The bright daylight momentarily blinded them, although it didn't diminish the potency of their feelings for each other. With the intention of strengthening their bond and readiness for the forthcoming nuptials, they vowed to spend many nights discovering more facets of each other. Hand in hand, they walked toward their future life together, the path ahead illuminated only by their love. Their journey led them back to the castle, allowing them to begin preparations for the big event.

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