Married, with a couple of setbacks

Ana-Maria considered his proposal for what felt like a long time. Every time she looked at him, Aron thought that she was on the verge of saying 'no', but then she suddenly grabbed his face and kissed him full and deep. They kissed and laughed and cried together, as she whispered 'yes' many times over and over, choosing the life he offered over the life she had always known at the temple. It was a risk, and she knew people would call her crazy for wanting to marry a man she met only a day ago, but it was exciting and from all she had seen of Aron she thought him trustworthy and reliable.

Before they left, Aron remembered that he promised to bring back the demon lord's head as proof of his victory, but when they looked again the body was gone. There was just a pool of blood where the demon lord had been. That was disconcerting but Aron couldn't find anywhere that the demon could have gone, even it it was in any shape to do so, and Ana-Maria couldn't sense any glyph on the walls either. In the end, he took the great axe as proof of the demon lord's defeat.

It was already dark when they left the cave so they set up camp. While Aron gathered wood, Ana recited a prayer of purification over the lair. Already she could feel her powers waning. By the fire, they kissed and cuddled all night, until they fell asleep in each other's arms. They didn't have sex because Ana-Maria wanted to wait until she was married, and Aron wanted their first time to be in a proper bed. The night passed uneventfully and they both awoke, full of smiles to be by the other's side.

They talked about the future as they walked. Ana-Maria was much less shy on the return trip, saying that she would like to live on a farm, with a tame wolf-hound and a lynx to keep the dire gophers at bay. Aron promised to make it a reality, and said that now he had achieved his dream of becoming a hero, he could take up his family tradition of being a black smith. But they both agreed that they should leave Cubano, and settle away from the temple, so Ana wouldn't have to be reminded daily of what she was giving up.

When they arrived at town, there was a large commotion. Aron regaled them with the tale of his victory and Ana-Maria confirmed every word. But when he presented the great axe as a trophy, the mayor refused to believe him. Since Aron hadn't returned with the head as promised, the mayor argued that Aron could have gotten the axe from anywhere without defeating a Demon Lord. When Aron pressed the matter and threatened ****, the mayor paid, but only a fraction of the original agreement.

Worse, when Aron decided to leave immediately, it fell to Ana-Maria to tell her temple sisters that she was leaving with him, that she'd fallen in love and they would marry as soon as possible. The head priestess, who Ana-Maria looked up to as a mother, called her a slut, and rather than choosing to leave Cubano willingly they were both ran out of town.

They traveled half way across Soros, as far as Aron's new 'fortune' would take them. There they settled in a small town named Coh, where Aron used the last of his money to buy a farm. It was smaller than he would have liked or Ana-Maria imagined, but it had a plot for farming and decent dwelling house, so they resolved to make it home. Without the money to set up his own forge, so he had to assistant the local Smith, which meant he couldn't dictate his work hours and earned a wage. When he wasn't at the forge, he worked the land, growing vegetables or sometimes took light adventuring work, driving off bandits from nearby or clearing out goblin nests. Word of his victory over the demon lord had not spread, and no one knew who he was.

Ana did her part too, using some of the land to grow herbs and make medicine which she then sold. Practical skills such as those which she learned at the temple were still useful, but she could feel that her power was being sapped by her new life. Sometimes, at night, while Aron slept, she would walk the rooms of her new home and recite a whispered prayer of protection. Once upon a time she would have felt the power of her words and felt the house being strengthened, but now she felt only a glimmer, and wasn't sure if her prayers were doing anything at all.

That was because, as soon as they made enough money, they paid the local Officiary to unite the two in marriage. That night Aron took his new bride to bed for the first time. Though Ana-Maria was a virgin, Aron had become experienced during his travels as an adventurer, sometimes paying for the company and sometimes just finding a lonely maiden at a bar.

First he kissed her full and deep on her lips. Then he slowly began to kiss his way down, starting at her neck, then her collar, lowering himself as he slid off her cotton dress. The material fell to her waist revealing her round, perky smallish to medium sized breasts which he immediately began to pay attention to. He kissed between them, then around them, then took a nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. She let out a moan but tried to restrain herself, since this was her first time and she thought it might seem indecent.

Aron kissed lower, planting kisses along her stomach as his hands pushed the dress down as well, sliding it over her ass to reveal her large, white cotton undergarments. He pulled those down too, and let everything fall to the floor in a bunch at her feet. He placed his lips on her mound, on her thighs, drawing closer and closer to her pussy lips, hidden beneath a bush of mousy brown pubic hairs. She shivered when his mouth met her pussy and let out a moan that she couldn't hold back when his tongue pushed her clit. He licked at her lips, dividing the two parts and tasted the juices that began to flow like a river from between her legs.

He shocked her by standing and lifting her into his arms. He carried her a short distance to the bed and laid down beside her as he placed her on the mattress. She could feel his hard cock poking at her from within his breeches but she was still too inexperienced and shy to uncover it for herself. Aron didn't mind in the slightest, and quickly disrobed himself before moving in to kiss her again. Her hands cupped his face lovingly as she felt him poke her again, this time totally bare, so his head left sticky little patches on her skin like kisses.

Rolling on top of her, he positioned himself to enter her. He warned her that it might hurt but assured his new wife that he would go slow. So slowly he pushed inside, and she moaned again, even though he didn't get far. He soon reached her hymen, and it required an extra thrust to push through. Ana whimpered from the pain, but tried not to make it obvious, as blood mingled with her pussy liquid. He held himself there for a moment, letting the pain turn to numbness and then subside. As he began to move again, he told his wife that he loved her and kissed her.

Aron was aware that he was exceedingly average in terms of cock size. 6 and a half inches, or 7 on a good day, and not unusually thick, but he'd never had any complaints and it never stopped him from bringing a woman to orgasm. And Ana had never been with another man, so as far as she was concerned, 6 and a half was huge, and yet it felt just right. Slowly their pace began to increase, and Ana grabbed at her lovers sides, helping to pull him into her faster. She could feel her climax building, and Aron knew he was close when her tight, previously untouched walls began to clamp down on him.

They came together, with Aron grunting while Ana moaned a loud again, the sound simply escaping from her lungs. He shot his seed inside of her and neither one cared. They were man and wife now so what was the harm? Maybe it might even be the beginning of their family.