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The scent of the sea tickled her nose, and the sound of waves reached her ears. It seemed she was on a sandy beach.
Looking down at her feet, she noticed a shell washed up on the white sand. Gently picking it up, she held it to her ear.
Then, she heard a strong, rhythmic pulse—thump, thump—emanating from the shell. The warmth it radiated felt almost like human skin against her ear.
Something felt strange—just as that thought crossed her mind, her eyes fluttered open.
Before her was a sun-kissed, muscular chest, and she realized she was firmly nestled in Zanarf’s embrace.
“Good morning, Floria. You’re adorable even when you wake up,” a calm voice greeted her. Looking up, she saw Zanarf gazing down at her with soft, half-lidded eyes.
Both of them were still naked, tangled together in Zanarf’s bed…
Her cheeks flushed a deep pink from embarrassment.
This wasn’t a dream. Last night, she had truly become one with Zanarf.
He had filled her with his essence over and over until, at some point, she had fallen asleep.
Last night’s union was, for both of them, the true wedding rituals. For Floria, it had been a stormy night, yet her lower abdomen, filled to the brim with his essence, felt no pain—only a gentle, lingering warmth.
Above all, she was happy. Happy that she had been able to accept Zanarf as a woman. So happy that tears welled up in her eyes.
“G-Good morning…”
“Did you sleep well in my arms?”
Zanarf tilted Floria’s chin up and pressed a soft kiss to her slightly swollen lips.
The air around them was sweet and tender, even in the morning light.
Despite the mess of sweat, bodily fluid, and Zanarf’s essence that had covered their bodies the night before, Floria felt surprisingly refreshed. Had Zanarf, who seemed to have been awoken for a while, wiped her down?
After their lips parted with a soft, wet sound, Zanarf gazed at her intently.
“Yes, um… I must have fallen asleep at some point…”
“Last night, you were so soft and you insides was so warm… I couldn’t control myself. But you’re my precious treasure, Floria. I can’t break you. Next time, maybe twice a night… no, three times… or even five? Ah, and there’s also the idea of spending the whole night just going down on you. Next time, I’ll—”
“N-No, that’s too much…!”
Floria sat up, desperately trying to hold back Zanarf, who looked ready to pin her down again. If he did something like that, she knew she wouldn’t be able to handle it.
“What’s too much? Is five times too much? Or is it the idea of spending the whole night going down on you?”
“B-Both of those are too much!”
With that, Zanarf effortlessly lifted her body and settled her between his legs. He wrapped his arms tightly around her from behind, holding her protectively, and the warmth radiating from him made her heart skip a beat.
“Hah, my adorable Floria… This is the happiest morning I’ve ever had in my life. I can’t get enough of you.”
“Zanarf-sama…”
Floria felt the same way. Her heart had already decided to live the rest of her life with Zanarf.
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