Nero paused for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest as he gazed down at his beautiful bride.
Odette lay beneath him, her porcelain skin flushed with a mix of anticipation and nervousness, her full breasts rising and falling with each shallow breath.
Her long, dark hair fanned out across the silk sheets like a halo, and her emerald eyes shimmered with unshed tears, wide and trusting despite the vulnerability of the moment.
This was their wedding night, the culmination of years of courtship, and Nero wanted nothing more than to make it perfect for her—to ease her into the pleasures of marriage with all the gentleness and passion he possessed.
He steadied himself, his muscular frame hovering over her slender one.
His cock, thick and veined, throbbed with need as he aligned it carefully with the glistening folds of her untouched pussy.
