<em>'Happy wife, happy life.'</em>Wasn't that the age old saying? If that were true the petite blonde hardly doubted her new husband will have any hardships in that endeavor. With her eyes squeezed closed she swore she saw stars burst around her and jewel blue eyes fluttered with each agonizingly pleasurable stroke of his tongue and talented caress of his fingers. A man with such pleasurable knowledge was surely dangerous to all women, so much so she wondered how he remained legal. Some distant thought of how he came to understand the wisdom of the sinfully carnal but Daphne quickly pushed it aside, refusing to allow jealousy's ugly head to rise even a moment during the beauty in their shared moment. Trembling hands clung to him when the rock below offered no comfort, and her body rose and writhed beneath the pinning weight of his form, crying out when she was forced to endure every bit of his torment without a way to distract herself.<br/><br/>When an opportunity to ease the spinning of her mind presented itself she grasped at it. The moment his hips dropped Daphne lavished her attentions on his erect length, her tongue flattening against his tip before plush lips found themselves wrapped around him. How strangely different he was compared to what she had grown familiar with. Eirene had been soft flesh and breathy sighs, taking with a feminine grace to made Daphne eager to curl into her every night. Orion possessed the same controlling domination, giving her tantalizing tastes of what she could have before leaving her wanting more, yet had a style all his own. The only hard edge to her beloved Mistress had been her keen mind and razor sharp tongue while every inch of Orion stood hard at attention, strong in physique as he was in scholarly knowledge and the more she explored of her husband the more she discovered herself enjoying him.