𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆

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As I walked into the elegant ballroom, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions wash over me. Finally, Russo was getting married.

Despite his troubled past, I was overjoyed to see him finally find happiness in the arms of his beautiful bride. I had seen him play around and put up a firm facade to hide the pain and other emotions he buried in his heart, but now, looking at him standing at the altar with a smile on his face, I knew that he had found his the key to his happiness and peace of mind.

As the ceremony began, I couldn't take my eyes off the stunning bride walking down the aisle. Luna was a vision, dressed in a majestic white ball gown that shimmered as she glided down the aisle. Her flawless brown skin was a stark contrast against the grand white dress, and her curly hair was styled in a bridal bun.

Her make-up was flawless, highlighting her natural beauty and bringing out her sparkling brown eyes. Her lips were coated in a gloss, making her smile even more radiant as she walked towards him.

As the ceremony continued, they both exchanged their vows of love and commitment, and the love between them was evident to everyone in the room.

As the newlyweds shared their first kiss as husband and wife, the room erupted in cheers and applause. I couldn't stop the tears from falling. I was emotional for two reason; firstly, I was happy for Russo and secondly, I was reminded of my wedding day with Luciano. It still felt like yesterday when we tied the knot. I was overwhelmed with emotions, and I hope I don't burst out in front of the guest.

"Gemma, are you okay?" I looked up at Luciano to see worry etched at his brows. I nodded with a smile.

"I'm just so happy for Russo, a..and I remembered our wedding day" he chuckled and shook his head in amusement.

"You're something else Gemma. You've ruined your makeup, c'mon let's get you fixed" he entrusted Alfonso and Graciela to his brother and we left.

As I stood at the altar, I couldn't take my eyes off my beautiful bride. She was the epitome of elegance and grace, dressed in a majestic white ball gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. But what struck me the most was her incredibly beautiful brown skin, glowing under the natural light that streamed in through the church windows.

I had never seen anyone as stunning as Luna on this special day. Her curly hair was styled in beautiful bridal bun, and her eyes sparkled with unrestrained joy, she was the picture of perfection.

My heart swelled with pride and love as she walked down the aisle, her steps slow and steady, her eyes fixed on mine. I couldn't help but feel complete and happy in that moment. She was not just my soon to be wife, but my soulmate and best friend.

As she finally reached my side, I took her hand in mine and we exchanged our vows, promising to love and cherish each other for all eternity.

As we sealed our love with a kiss, I knew that this was just the beginning of a blissful journey together.

The reception was a blur of laughter, music, and dancing, with all our loved ones gathered to celebrate our love. But all I could think about was my Luna, and how I couldn't wait for the event to be over so I could take her to our room.

As the night wore on and the guests bid their farewells, we finally made our way to our room, a sense of anticipation and desire building between us.

The moment the door closed behind us, we were in each other's arms, unable to keep our desire any longer.

The night was filled with passion and desire as I stood in front of Luna, my heart racing with anticipation. I couldn't resist her any longer. The way she looked at me, her dark brown eyes filled with lust and longing was too much to handle. I wanted her, needed her, to be mine completely.

With a swift motion, I pulled the clothes off her body and threw them on the bed. She gasped, but didn't resist. She wanted this as much as I did. I pulled her unto my thighs and began leaving kisses down her neck, then I whispered in her ear.

"Ride me till your legs start shaking from the pleasure, then I'll flip you over and drill you to finish it off" I mumbled into her ears and enjoyed how she squirmed under the erotic emotion attached to my voice.

Her dark brown eyes slowly locked with mine and I felt my manhood twitch harder at the erotic looks and sinful thoughts swimming in her irises.

Luna is a mess of gorgeous chaos and you can see it in her eyes and also in her decision of choosing someone like me. She's the goddess I want to worship and make the world worship too.

She's my perfect vixen, my beautiful Angel.

I noticed the look in her eyes, and it made me chuckle when I realized what she wanted. "Do as you wish Tesoro, this" i gestured to my body and pulled her hand to rest at the place she desired the most. "Is yours" a shy smile graced her lips but the shyness was gone as soon as it came.

She got on my thighs and straddled my hips, her hands gripping onto my shoulders for support. She gulped when she felt how hard I was, and i could tell how desperate the vixen was to try out this new position.

Leaning down, she captured my lips in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together as she started to slowly grind her hips against me. My groans of pleasure encouraged her, and she quickened her pace, the friction causing a fire to build in between us.

I took her by the wrists and held her arms down to the bed. I leaned over and kissed her, hard. Then, looking her straight in the eye i made one thing perfectly clear. "You're Mine"

My grip on her wrist tightened and she looked up at me with a mixture of nervousness and desire, but I could see the trust in her eyes. I leaned down and kissed her, hard and passionately.

Breaking the kiss, I looked her straight in the eye and repeated what is said earlier. "You're mine, Luna. Mine to pleasure and adore, mine to possess and protect." Her breath hitched and I saw the fire in her eyes. A smirk crossed my lips as I knew she enjoyed the control.

I ran my hands down her body, feeling every curve and dip, reveling in the softness of her skin. I couldn't wait any longer. I wanted her, needed her, right here and now.

With a fierce intensity, I entered her, the feeling was electric and bone thrilling. The moment her moans of pleasure reached my ear drums, I knew she belonged to me, completely. As we reached the peak of our passion, I flipped her over and continued to ram into her until we both exploded with pleasure.

As we lay tangled in the sheets, our breaths heavy, I looked into her eyes, my fingers caressing her cheek.

Luna was my goddess, and I would do anything to make her feel loved and desired. She was my perfect vixen, my beautiful angel, and I would worship her for the rest of my life.

The raw passion and chemistry between us erupted into another round of a steamy and intense display of love, as we explored each other's bodies with feverish excitement.

Our wedding night was a blur of moans, sighs, and sweat, as we surrendered to each other completely and forgot about the rest of the world.