Kain – you have quite a few questions. This time I won't answer them because doing so would be too spoiler-y, so just read on and enjoy the story.
To the reviewer who mentioned typos – I know I make them. I try to catch them when I can. If I or someone else notices a typo after I've uploaded the story, I just fix the mistake and replace the chapters with 'fixed' versions whenever I can. I use spellcheck but as anyone well knows, these only catch misspelled words, not wrongly-used words and sometimes I type so fast that I make keyboard typos. I try my best to catch typos, but any writer knows that a few can slip away from you.
I don't have a proofreader, unfortunately. So anyone who reads my stories, this one or any other in my repertoire is free to point out anything I missed, and I will update the manuscript.
To clear things up – Sena is 22, and Salamacia is 24.
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Sena was silent for several moments as she stared at Salamacia, her eyes again confirming the reality of who and what her new wife was. Her brain didn't quite want to process what she was seeing, even though the evidence was right before her.
"Um..." she said as she backed away a little, riding to more of a sitting position as she leaned against the pillows that rested against the headboard. "Could we... perhaps wait for another night?"
"Oh come now, why should I wait? I've already waited for a fortnight," Salamacia responded with a faint smirk.
"What? But, the suitors, why did you... you can't mean that..."
"I can, and I do. My mind was made up from day one, but of course I had to humor my uncle and your cousin."
"It would have been nice if you told me about it?"
"What would you have done? Would you have been willing to marry me if I had talked to you beforehand?"
"... No."
"Why not?"
"Because... you're a woman! And before you tell me things are different in the Southlands, kindly remember that I'm not one of you!" Sena huffed as she crossed her legs, covering her breasts with her crossed arms.
Salamacia threw her head back and let out a guffaw, her breasts jiggling as she did so. Wiping a couple of tears from her eyes, the blonde took a deep breath and collected herself before looking back down at Sena.
"I'll make you a deal," Salamacia finally said after several moments of silence. The younger woman looked back up at her quizzically.
"If you feel no pleasure at all during our union, I will agree to have the marriage annulled, and accept responsibility for it."
Sena stared at her spouse for several moments, considering her choices. She could lie back, close her eyes, and let Salamacia have her. She could use some of her meditation techniques to keep herself calm and cool during intercourse. All it was was a penis in a vagina; not all women gained pleasure from that simple act. Yes. She could practically taste her freedom...
"Very well." She saw Salamacia'a eyes gleam in triumph, and she bit back a smile as she raised her hand in a gesture that clearly said, 'not so fast!' "But I have my own terms to make. You can not use anything other than your own body. You can't use any of these oils or whatever else you have in your bag, or your magic." She recalled that Salamacia had taken two bottles from the bag, and she wasn't about to let the blonde use whatever had been in the as of yet unopened vial.
Salamacia blinked in surprise.
"Come now, Salamacia. I may be a Water Mage, but I am not ignorant to the other elements. I know you were using your magic to heat me up. If you are so confident in your ability to make me orgasm from intercourse, then you won't need any assistance... will you?" she challenged.
Salamacia crossed her arms, looking at her critically for several moments. Happy to see that she'd effectively stopped the older woman in her tracks, at least for a few moments, Sena could not help but smirk back.
"Very well. I accept your challenge, and I will relish my victory," Salamacia finally stated.
"I believe you will not find me someone so easily taken over," Sena shot back.
"That's fine. I like a challenge."
Sena took a deep breath and wiggled down a bit so she was in a comfortable position, lying down with her head on a pillow, spreading her knees apart. This is what many women do on their wedding night, she told herself. Just close your eyes, and let her have at it, and it'll be over soon enough.
She looked up to see Salamacia still smirking down at her, and closed her eyes, waiting to be penetrated. She took a deep breath, focusing on meditation, letting her mind start to drift off.
This reverie was abruptly broken as she felt something suck on her lower lip. She smelled Salamacia's perfume, and realized the other woman was actually kissing her. The blonde's lips were soft and full, tasting faintly of something faintly sweet she could not identify. The kisses grew more fervent as Salamacia pressed her lips in more firmly, licking and nibbling along Sena's own lips as her hands reached up to caress the younger woman's face.
"... What are you doing?" Sena whispered, her eyes still closed.