Though their marriage would remain a secret, in this village and this house, she was his bride—his wedded wife.

  Upon hearing her words, Su Kang’s eyes burned with passion. He leaned in, his hands cradling her face gently. Her gaze, filled with nervousness, unreadable emotions, and clear acceptance, met his.

  Closing her eyes, she parted her lips and leaned forward, their lips meeting in a soft kiss at first, then deepening as their emotions spilled over.

  The taste of wedding wine lingered on her lips, mingling with the subtle fragrance of jasmine in her hair. His tongue brushed against hers, a slow dance of intimacy and desire.

  In response, she opened her mouth, inviting him deeper, her tongue meeting his in a delicate, tender exploration.

  Bai Yunxi’s hands moved from his chest to his neck, her fingers tangling in his short hair as her body pressed against his. The scent of her skin filled his senses, intoxicating him with its warmth.

  His breath came hot and fast against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

  His hands slid down her body, tracing the curves and valleys beneath the soft fabric of her robe. He felt her body respond, warming under his touch, the slight tremor in her form as he caressed her.

  He moved his lips from hers, trailing soft kisses down her jawline, along the delicate curve of her neck, to the hollow of her throat.

  His hands moved to the collar of her exquisite crimson wedding robe, his fingers deftly undoing the intricate fastenings. The heavy silk slid off her shoulders, revealing blue inner robe.

  He untied the sash of her inner robe, the fabric parting to reveal the creamy expanse of her skin. He peeled away the garment, his gaze feasting on the beauty of her form.

  She stood before him, a vision of beauty bathed in the soft glow of candlelight. The red silk belly band, her last remaining garment, clung to her curves, its laces trailing down her back like an unspoken invitation.

  Her face was flushed, her lips still damp and slightly swollen from their earlier kiss.

  Her eyes, usually calm and serene, now shimmered with a mixture of desire and a hint of shyness, as if she were both offering herself and holding back.

  Her hands lifted, her gaze meeting his, a silent question lingering in their depths.

  Then, with a boldness that sent a thrill through him, she reached for him, her fingers brushing the edges of his wedding robe. Slowly, deliberately, she began to undress him, her touch tentative yet eager.

  The heavy fabric of his robe slid from his shoulders, revealing the hard contours of his body beneath.

  Beneath the layers of silk, he was every bit the warrior—honed and hardened by years of training and battle.

  His broad shoulders tapered to a lean waist, his chest a map of sculpted muscle, his stomach firm and marked with the faint lines of well-defined abs.

  She hesitated for a moment, her gaze sweeping over him, a flicker of awe in her eyes before her hands, as if drawn by an invisible force, reached out to touch him.

  Her fingers splayed against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her palms, the solid strength of his muscles beneath her fingertips.

  He pulled her into a close embrace, his arms wrapping around her, holding her tightly. He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.

  Then his lips found hers—soft at first, then deepening as she responded. Their mouths moved in sync, a rhythm born of longing and trust.

  Their tongues met, swirling and tasting, their kiss growing more urgent with every passing heartbeat.

  His hands moved down to the laces of her belly band, fingers working with ease. One by one, the knots gave way. As the final lace slipped free, the thin silk fluttered to the bed—yet their lips never parted.

  His hands explored the smooth curve of her back, fingers tracing her spine as he pulled her closer. Her bare breasts pressed against his chest, the sensation stirring his desire even more.

  After a moment, he pulled back slightly, just enough to take in the sight of her. Flushed and shy, she instinctively covered her chest with her palms, her breathing quick and uneven.

  He reached for her hands, but she whispered, her voice trembling softly,

  "Wait… I... give me a moment..."

  She wasn’t fully ready—everything had happened so quickly. Her heart needed time to catch up to the emotions surging inside her.

  He paused immediately, his eyes never leaving hers, waiting patiently. Moments passed, and her breathing slowed. Finally, she lowered her hands, revealing herself to him completely.

  Her breasts, flushed and firm, rose with every breath. Her nipples, the color of ripe berries, stood erect—a quiet confession of her arousal. They were neither too large nor too small—just perfect for her frame.

  “Wife,” he whispered, emotion thick in his voice, “thank you.”

  She had made a life-changing decision in mere days, placing her trust, her future, in his hands.

  His hands rose, cupping the soft weight of her breasts, his thumbs brushing gently over her sensitive peaks.

  "Uh…"

  A soft gasp escaped her lips, her body responding instinctively to his touch.

  Her breath hitched as his fingers traced the delicate areolas, then gently pinched and rolled her nipples, eliciting a low moan from deep within her throat.

  "Aah… umh," she whimpered, her eyes fluttering closed as she surrendered to the exquisite sensations.

  His lips trailed hot kisses along the elegant column of her throat, her neck, and her collarbone until he reached the peak of one breast.

  He took the hardened nipple into his mouth and sucked gently.

  Her whole body trembled in response, and she let out a loud gasp. Encouraged by her reaction, he repeated the same with the other breast.

  Her hands gripped his head, holding him tightly, her breath quickening with each passing moment.

  He sucked greedily, intoxicated by her unique flavor, relishing how her fingers threaded into his hair to keep him close.

  His hands explored her slowly, tracing the gentle curves of her waist and hips as they sat together on the bed. The soft mattress shifted beneath them with every subtle movement, the room thick with heat and breathless anticipation.

  His fingers found the sash of her skirt and undid it with care. With a gentle tug, the fabric pooled around her thighs before sliding down her legs and off the edge of the bed.

  She sat before him now, wearing only a pair of thin silk shorts—barely a whisper against her skin. The damp patch near her center was clearly visible through the sheer material, a silent invitation that made his breath hitch.

  He reached out, his fingertips brushing lightly against the delicate skin of her inner thigh. A shiver ran through her, her breath catching. Her hips lifted instinctively, offering him easier access.

  With reverent hands, he drew the last barrier aside, exposing her most intimate self—slick, soft, and glistening with arousal.

  Her breathing grew heavier, her chest rising and falling, her breasts flushed and nipples glistening faintly with traces of his earlier attention.

  Suddenly shy, she pressed her thighs together, trying to conceal herself, but he gently coaxed them apart again with steady hands and a reassuring gaze.

  "Beautiful," he whispered, his voice husky, reverent, as if the very sight of her left him breathless.

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  His hands moved to her slender legs, his palms gliding slowly from her ankles to her thighs. He kissed her skin, the surface seeming to shimmer under his touch.

  His fingers traced the curve of her thigh, finding their way to her wet entrance.

  "Ah…" she moaned at his touch.

  He pushed one finger inside her, parting her folds to reveal the pink flesh beneath. Her insides were already slick with desire.

  He moved his fingers in and out slowly, feeling her grow wetter with each motion. With his other hand, he rubbed her sensitive pearl, circling and teasing the delicate nub.

  Bai Yunxi gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. Her moans grew louder, more insistent, as he continued his ministrations.

  "Aahh… Angh… Hah," she cried out, her back arching like a bow as her orgasm washed over her.

  Her body convulsed, her hands clutching the silk cushions beneath her. When the waves subsided, she slumped back, boneless and sated.

  He stood and slowly untied his trousers, his eyes never leaving her. Her half-lidded gaze fell upon his muscular frame and his erection, thick and proud.

  Her gaze flickered at the sight, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

  He joined her on the bed, his body a warm, solid presence beside hers.

  Propping himself up on one elbow, he gazed down at her, taking in the flush of her skin, the damp tendrils of hair clinging to her forehead, the soft swell of her breasts still rising and falling with her rapid breaths.

  "Yun'er," he murmured, his voice husky with desire, "you are so beautiful."

  She blushed under his praise, a wave of heat washing over her. "Husband," she whispered, the word a soft caress, a claim, a new reality.

  He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a deep, lingering kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting her sweetness, reigniting the embers of their passion.

  She responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer, her body arching against his.

  He broke the kiss, his breath ragged, his gaze searching hers. He trailed kisses down her neck, his lips lingering on the pulse that fluttered wildly beneath her skin.

  He kissed her shoulders, the gentle slope of her breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipples, drawing forth soft moans from her lips.

  He moved lower, his mouth tracing a path down her belly, his tongue dipping into her navel, tasting the sweetness of her skin.

  "Husband," she murmured, her voice barely audible, "I'm ready."

  He positioned himself between her legs, the tip of his manhood pressing against her wet entrance.

  He separated her thighs, his gaze fixed on that most intimate part of her, the soft folds, the delicate petals, now swollen and glistening with desire.

  He entered her slowly, carefully, his gaze never leaving hers. He felt her tightness, her heat, the slight resistance as he pushed past her innocence, a barrier that had stood for far too long.

  She gasped, her eyes widening, her body adjusting to his size, to the fullness of him within her.

  Then, a sharp, fleeting pain pierced through her, a reminder of her long years of solitude.

  Her fingers tightened around his arms, her nails digging into his skin. He paused, his gaze searching hers, concern etched on his face.

  "Xi'er?" he whispered, his voice thick with a mixture of desire and worry.

  She met his gaze, a silent reassurance in her eyes, urging him on.

  With a deep breath, he pushed past the barrier, a low groan escaping his lips as he finally sank into her completely, burying himself to the hilt in her welcoming warmth.

  She closed her eyes, her breathing ragged, a soft moan escaping her lips. Su Kang brought his face close to hers, his lips brushing against her cheek.

  "You are not just a widow, a mother, burdened by the past," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear.

  "Xi'er, you are my wife now. I want you open your eyes to witness our union."

  As she heard his sweet words, she opened her eyes, tears shimmering on her lashes, and gazed up at him.

  She smiled sweetly at him and nodded, hinting for him to start moving.

  Su Kang felt his tip reach the end of her passage. Her insides were slowly getting used to him as she looked at his face.

  Both of them were observing each other's expressions; Bai Yunxi could see him suppressing his desire to move fast. He was giving her time to adjust, to fully accept him.

  After a minute, a long, slow minute filled with unspoken emotions, Bai Yunxi wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, eager to feel him move inside her, to feel the fullness of their connection.

  He thrust into her, a slow, deliberate movement, burying himself to the hilt in her tight, wet sheath.

  She cried out, her body stretching, adapting, welcoming him, her back arching off the bed.

  His filled her completely; the sensation of her tight, velvety heat surrounding him was almost too much to bear.

  "Xi'er, it feels good," he groaned, his voice strained with controlled passion.

  He kissed her lips hungrily as he stayed still, letting her body acclimate to his size, savoring the feeling of being completely enveloped by her.

  He began to move, slowly at first, withdrawing almost entirely before thrusting back into her, establishing a slow, deliberate rhythm.

  "Uhh... Mmph... Mmm..."

  She moaned in a low voice, her hands clutching at his shoulders as he moved his hips.

  At first, there was a lingering ache, a memory of the pain, but it quickly gave way to a burgeoning pleasure as he began to move in a slow and steady rhythm, each thrust a promise, a claim on her.

  "Uhh... Haah... Ahh."

  Bai Yunxi's moans filled the room, echoing off the red walls of the bridal chamber, a song of unrestrained desire.

  Su Kang increased his thrusting speed as she started to feel pleasure, their skin slapping together in a primal, rhythmic dance.

  "Aahh...Aahhh...Anghh..."

  The room echoed with the sounds of their lovemaking—the wet slapping of flesh against flesh, their labored breathing, and Bai Yunxi's wanton, uninhibited moans.

  Su Kang's hands roamed over her body, until they found her breasts, now jiggling with each of his movements.

  He squished them in his palms, rubbing her pink-red nipples, drawing forth whimpers of pleasure.

  Then he moved one hand below, his fingers finding her sensitive bud and rubbing it.

  Her mind was overwhelmed with pleasure, and she moaned loudly, no longer suppressing her voice, losing herself in the waves of sensation.

  Su Kang whispered in her ear,

  "You don't have to suppress your voice, Yun'er. We have a sound-concealing array around our house. No one but me can hear your beautiful voice tonight."

  After that, she didn't try to hold back her voices anymore. Their union grew more intense with each thrust.

  "Mmph...uhhh...anhhh."

  Their bed was shaking, groaning under the force of their intense sexual intercourse. After a long time, her body convulsed around his member as she climaxed.

  She wrapped her arms around his head, pressing his face to her neck. He kissed her collarbone, sucking gently and marking her with love bites.

  "Husband, I'm... I'm..."

  She couldn't finish the sentence, her words lost in a wave of overwhelming sensation as her body surrendered to the building orgasm.

  Su Kang's hands gripped her hips, thrusting with more power, more urgency.

  He was not done yet, his own release building, a relentless pressure within him.

  Bai Yunxi leaned forward, her breasts swaying, brushing against his chest with each movement, as she kissed him deeply, her tongue mimicking the rhythm of their bodies, a wild, untamed dance.

  As their passion escalated, reaching a fever pitch, Su Kang's hands slid down her back, cupping her buttocks, lifting her watery body into his lap.

  He lifted her buttocks up and down with his thrusts as she slid up and down his length, a grinding, rhythmic motion that sent shockwaves of pleasure through them both.

  Bai Yunxi's moans grew louder, filling the chamber with her uninhibited pleasure.

  She threw her head back, her long hair cascading down her back like a dark waterfall, her throat exposed, vulnerable.

  Her legs wrapped around his waist tightly, her nails digging into his back, anchoring him to her.

  She was about to have another orgasm soon, her body tensing, preparing for the release.

  "Ahh... Ahh... Haah... Angh..."

  She felt his member swell inside her, pulsing against her depths, and she realized he was about to climax as well, their bodies moving in a frantic, desperate rhythm.

  Su Kang's body tensed as he emptied himself into her. Her insides were tightening around his length as they sought to empty him. He filled her womb with his hot seed.

  Her legs quivered, and she collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air. He didn't leave her body, enjoying the feel of her warmth clutching his length.

  Bai Yunxi's skin was flushed with passion, and she looked like a goddess in the candlelight.

  "Xi'er, you are so damn beautiful, and you're mine now," he muttered, feeling possessive while admiring her body.

  She felt thrilled after hearing his comments since she felt hot both inside and out.

  He flipped her over onto her stomach. He took a moment to appreciate the shape of her round, plump buttocks, the curve of her spine, the delicate line of her neck.

  He positioned himself behind her, taking a firm grip on her hips, his fingers digging lightly into her soft flesh.

  He didn't enter her immediately; instead, he took his time, kissing and nibbling his way along her bare back, from the nape of her neck to her hips, eliciting shivers and soft moans.

  "Ohhh... hmm..."

  He finally did push into her; it was with a slow, deliberate force that made her moan into the pillows.

  He filled her completely, stretching her in the new position, a fresh wave of sensation washing over her.

  Paa... Paa... Paa...

  He began to move, setting a pace that was both punishing and exquisitely pleasurable.

  Each thrust sent waves of pleasure rippling through her body, and she could feel him reaching deeper than ever before, touching places she hadn't known existed.

  She moaned over and over, her voice muffled by the fabric of the pillows, her hands clutching at the sheets.

  "Aahh...hmph...anngh..."

  The feeling of his member sliding in and out of her from behind was overwhelming, intense, and she could feel another orgasm building quickly, relentlessly.

  He reached around and found her bud, playing with it, teasing it with his fingers as he continued to thrust, and she lost all control, her body arching, her senses exploding.

  "Aahhhhh...ahhhh...aaaangh."

  He kept thrusting as they found a rhythm. Her breasts kept bouncing as her body moved, and her mouth kept moaning.

  A shudder ripped through Bai Yunxi, her inner muscles clenching around him in a series of intense pulsations.

  A cry, wild and unrestrained, tore from her throat as wave after wave of pure sensation crashed over her.

  He didn't stop, though, driving into her even harder as she rode the waves of pleasure, his own release building.

  He grabbed her face, turning her head towards him, and kissed her lips deeply, passionately, his tongue mirroring the movements of his hips.

  Breaking their kiss, Su Kang whispered in her ear, his voice rough with desire,

  "Dear, let's take a look at the beautiful sky as we make love."

  "Don't worry, I have already thought everything about this. You just have to agree with this."

  She nodded her head, her eyes glazed with passion, trusting him completely.

  He helped her to her feet, his hands gentle as they traced the contours of her trembling body.

  With a knowing smile, he led her to a part of the suite she hadn't yet explored—a chamber with a glass roof and walls, offering an unobstructed view of the star-studded sky above.

  Bai Yunxi saw that the room had blue and green curtains, as the roof and window were made out of glass.

  The coolness of the glass contrasted with the warmth of their bodies as they lay down on the velvet cushions.

  Bai Yunxi felt the gentle breeze caressing her skin, heightening her senses as she gazed up at the twinkling stars.

  Su Kang positioned himself between her legs, his erection nudging her entrance once more.

  But a sudden weakness washed over Bai Yunxi, leaving her body feeling drained. She didn't know why she felt so light-headed, only that fatigue clung to her limbs like an unseen weight.