Lesya sighed deeply but relented. Re and I headed onto our honeymoon boat to the sound of cheering. The cacophony followed us as Re navigated us to the end of the river. Aaru was a collective territory divided by a wide river with individual god territories to either side. The dead had to travel down this main river, but they got off their boat at the entrance to Osiris' territory. If you continued on, you traveled the path of the Sun God himself. In the myths, the end of the river signified the rebirth of the Sun; a new day dawning. In reality, it was a tracing point.
The boat was a part of Aaru, so it wouldn't trace with us. It stopped at the end of the river; bobbing in the frothing water. Once we were gone, it would reappear at the beginning of the river. We had to jump at this point, and I was really glad I'd removed my train earlier.
“Ready?” Re asked me as he helped me to my feet.
I nodded, we grabbed our suitcases, and Re held my hand as we stepped to the side of the boat; tipping the canoe-like hull until we simply fell out of it. The Aether pulled us through—the sound of rushing water immediately vanishing—and then our bodies reformed to shocking silence. At least, it felt like silence compared to the previous noise. In a few seconds, my body settled back into its normal state, and I began to notice the sounds around us.
A crackling fire cast heat throughout the room. I could also hear the movement of people somewhere nearby, but it was faint. The stone walls were a good sound-dampener. I walked forward slowly, toward the mullioned window, and stared out at rolling green hills that ran down to a glassy lake. Heading down to the shore on both the left and right were stone walls topped with crenelations.
“Are we in a castle?” I asked in surprise.
“What better place to take my new queen?” Re smiled softly as he watched my reaction.
I glanced down at the gardens below; still glistening from rain, up at the patch of blue in an otherwise gray sky, and then back at the fireplace.
“You took us to Ireland in November?”
“My dear, sweet wife,” Re said patiently as he waved to the sky; the patch of blue grew even larger, “when will you learn that weather matters little to a sun god?”
“I guess I'm learning right now,” I said with a laugh.
“The time difference worked in our favor.” Re eased behind me and wrapped his arms around me. “We get the day back; to spend exactly as we like. We can walk down to the lake beneath a warm sun, or I can release my hold on the clouds and let the rain pour down so we can snuggle together in front of the fire. I know how much you enjoy the rain.”
“But I've learned to love the sun.” I angled my head back for a kiss. “Maybe we should test out that bed before we go anywhere.”
“We can test out every bed in the castle if you like; we have it all to ourselves,” he purred. “There's only a small staff here to cook our meals and see to anything else we may require. I've been assured that they'll be discreet.”
“A whole castle for the two of us,” I murmured. “How luxurious.”
“The luxury is spending two weeks alone with you.” Re started nibbling a path down my neck. “No plots to unravel, no battles to fight; just you and me and the Irish countryside.”
“Sounds like heaven,” I said as I turned in his arms.
“Of course it's Heaven,” Re said with a smirk, “the Sun and Moon are here.”
“And it's time that they shone their light upon Ireland.” I smirked back.
Re swept me up in his arms with a low growl of anticipation and carried me to the mammoth, four-poster bed. It looked like something out of the middle ages; hand-carved wood and thick velvet curtains tied back with gold tassels. Re laid me upon the crimson velvet comforter and then slowly slid my heavy skirts up as he eased onto the bed between my legs. The train may have been gone, but everything else remained; including my veil.
“Before night falls, I want to see you wearing only that veil, Lala,” Re's voice dropped to even sexier tones; that masculine, grating rumble of a man about to have his fantasies fulfilled. “But first, I've been wanting to do this all day.”
Re slipped his hands beneath my skirts and undid the ties of my panties. He'd chosen my lingerie for me, and now I knew why he'd insisted; the side-tying panties made it possible for him to remove them without disturbing my silk stockings and garter belt. Re held up the scrap of silk with a naughty grin and tossed it over his shoulder before diving beneath my skirts. I moved to pull them up, but he stopped me.
“Don't you dare, Lala,” he growled against my sex.
I let go of the silk and lace and laid back against the fluffy pillows as Re settled himself between my thighs and parted me with his tongue. It was terribly erotic; him buried beneath the layers of my wedding gown while he was still fully dressed in his suit. His hot tongue worked me expertly as his fingers massaged their way inside. I shivered from pleasure and anticipation of what I knew was coming; his hard body over and inside of mine, our hips grinding slowly together and then thrashing violently, his tongue filling my mouth, my nails clawing his back, and the screaming ecstasy that it all led to.
But first; I began to glow. Just beneath my skin, my Moon rose and shone through me with
