Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapter 79. Marrying

The ballroom atmosphere of one of the luxury hotels in the city center looks so crowded at night today. The team of wedding organizers who are trusted to handle the entire series of events tonight are seen passing to and fro to ensure that the event today will run smoothly without any obstacles.

A decoration dominated by white and baby pink looks so slick and pampering the eyes for anyone who is in this place. A low stage with a lap chair is ready. Buffet tables with a variety of dishes are also ready. Now just wait for the bride and groom to enter the ballroom and then sit their buttocks on the chair. Not to forget, a special space for one of the music groups with jazz music that is deliberately invited to enliven the event today is also ready. Surely they are ready to entertain the guests who come to this event. Enliven the event with the chant of love tones that will increase the romantic impression more and more felt.

"The invited guests please stand for a moment, we welcome Mr. Bhumi and Madam Dewi to enter this room!"

The echoing voice of a master of ceremony at this event, successfully made the invited guests who had previously sat in the prepared chair, stand up instantly. Their heads were fixed at the same point, the twin doors of the ballroom area that would be the starting gate for the couple to enter this area.

"Are you ready, baby?" bhumi said as he grabbed the arm of the Goddess's hand to link it to his arm.

The goddess sighed deeply then she exhaled slowly. I don't know why he was struck by such intense nervousness. "I'm nervous!"

Bhumi gave a little smile. Slowly he kissed the wife's forehead to relieve her nervousness. "Don't be nervous. Tonight you are so beautiful and perfect, my dear. And let's just say, it's the same as when you perform in front of hundreds of your fans."

The words of the husband, managed to expel the nervousness that had previously approached the heart of the Goddess. The woman held her head up and smiled knot. "Let's go in, Mas!"

Bhumi linked his gaze towards these two ballroom doorman men. The man nodded his head accompanied by the opening of the twin doors.

Bhumi and Dewi slowly set their feet to enter the ballroom area. All eyes were on the couple. There was no facial expression emanating from the faces of the invited guests other than the amazed expression of the pair of humans who seemed to incarnate the king and queen. The aura of good looks and also beauty both really radiated at night today.

Like the king and queen last night, the couple who have been legally husband and wife sit in the chair that has been provided while enjoying all the events that have been scheduled.

An endless sweet smile was etched on Bhumi's lips. From earlier, he stared at the face of the Goddess intensely. As if he didn't want to let go of his eye shot.

"Mas, is there something strange on my face? Why are you staring at me like that?"

The goddess was very surprised by Bhumi's behavior. Because, since sitting in the bridal chair, her husband is not stopping to look at her. Which makes the woman more wrong.

"I can't wait, honey. I feel like I want to quickly finish this event," said Bhumi still fixedly staring at the face of the wife.

The goddess scrunched her forehead. "Can't wait? Can't wait for what?"

Bhumi brought his face closer to the ears of the Goddess. The man whispered softly. "Can't wait to enjoy our first night soon, honey. Enjoying every inch of your body with tempestuous desires."

The two eyes of the Goddess were wide and perfectly rounded. For some reason, suddenly the hair bristles instantaneously. "Mas.... What the hell are you!!!"

The moon hid behind a cloud when the couple entered one of the same hotel rooms where the reception was held. After cleaning under the shower, Dewi chose to sit in front of the reflection while drying her wet hair using a small towel. While splashing water is still heard from inside the bathroom, indicating the occupant is still busy with his ritual in there.

The bathroom door is open. Bhumi came up from inside. With a white bathrobe, the man's body and face looked so fresh. A sweet smile fell on his lips when he saw the wife was still busy drying her black hair. With a slow motion, he began to approach towards the Goddess and started to hug her from behind.

"Good God," cried the Goddess as Bhumi hugged her body from behind and the man put his head dredged in the neck.

"Hmmmm. I love the fragrant scent of your body Dear. It's very fragrant," said Bhumi lirih while peeping the niche of the Goddess' neck intensely.

"That's obviously Mas. Didn't I just take a shower? So it's not surprising if my scent is so fragrant? You're just there."

The goddess replied with something foreign flowing through her blood. The woman's chest suddenly rippled violently as Bhumi intensified her neck.

"Is like? I can't wait to kiss every curve of your body, baby."

The goddess can only close her eyes when Bhumi's hands start mischievously just* her crazy mound. Not only there, Bhumi's hands have also begun to remove the bathrobe rope that he wears and lower the back. The goddess felt Bhumi's tongue go down every inch of her back. Not just get there. The husband turned out to have also opened the bathrobe that has not been perfectly open, until now the front has also been exposed perfectly.

Truly this act of Bhumi can only make Dewi mende*sah. The sweep of the husband's tongue on his back, accompanied by his palm that mere*mas-rem*as his twin hills, successfully made him also burned by passion tempestuous. There was nothing she could do but just enjoy this intoxicating touch of her husband.

Bhumi moved from his position. Now he stood before the Goddess and laid his wife's body on the bed. He looked at the clear netherra owned by his wife. Without further ado, Bhumi began to devour the wife's thin lips that look so tempting. Both of them dissolved in the pagutan lips. Sucking each other, twisting each other, and sipping each other all the pleasure stored in it. As if the two do not want to miss each other all the pleasure that is in each mouth cavity.

Bhumi released her lips. His eyes began to look beautiful as if filled with a fog of desire that was so thick. The man began to remove the bra strap worn by the wife and successfully made all the beauty that was on the chest of the wife clearly plastered at this time.

"Darling, can I do it tonight?" bhumi asked in a raucous voice.

Dewi was no less attached to look at Bhumi's face with a full of desire. The woman nodded her head. "I'm all yours, Mom. Do what you want on top of me."

Without saying much, Bhumi wrapped the body of the Goddess in his body. And both are equally soluble in the asmaraloka that is already bound in the sacred bond of marriage. The moon chose to remain hidden behind the clouds, ashamed of a married couple who dissolved in the first night.

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