When I turned back after casting the noise cancelling spell, I saw my bride sitting up, hands on the side of the bed and her legs dangling over the side. She kicked a leg up, revealing the very erotic lingerie underneath for a brief moment before she lowered her leg. As I approached and removed my jacked, hanging it up nearby, she crossed one leg over the other, placing her hands on her knee and giving me a look of false innocence. She tilted her head before she reached back and began to undo her mane. As it fell down around her shoulders, her innocent look slowly morphed into one of complete seduction as she motioned me forward with one finger.

I slowly took a seat next to her, reaching down and taking her hand. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I could see that aside from the seductive desire in those eyes, there was a deeper need. A wanting. A yearning, and it was completely focused on me.

Bringing her hand up to my lips, I kissed the still gloved hand before slowly removing it. Zecora watched with an embarrassed expression as I began kissing up her arm slowly. "So," I began, "how does it feel to be Mrs. Zecora Bethridge?"

A smile that went deeper and wider than any I'd ever seen from her before spread on her lips. Not physically, but more so emotionally. I gazed up at her, still kissing her arm as I moved upwards towards her shoulder. She opened her mouth, closed it again, opened it once more only for a soft moan to escape, closed it one more time, then finally in a shuddering tone replied, "A-About the same as it must feel for you to be Mr. Jethro Mtunga Dawa."

I slowly pushed the shoulder straps of her wedding dress down, kissing her shoulder before moving to the nape of her neck. "Mmm…that good, huh?" I asked as I put both my hands on her upper arms.

With one hand, she reached back and placed her hand on the back of my head, craning her neck to give me better access. "A-Ah, you tease," she whimpered, "you c-can't wait until I get undressed?"

"Let me work my magic, dearest," I insisted as I began moving upwards, slowly nibbling on her ear. This elicited a shudder of pleasure from my wife, one I could feel pass through her entire body. "Oh? You like that, huh?" I repeated the process, earning the same result from her.

"J-Jethro," she gasped, arching her back with her wings shuddering. "Stop te-teasing me…you kn-know what I like…"

"Mmm," was all I said as I slowly began to unzip the back of her dress.

"J-Jethro," she whined, and I knew then that I had her. She was putty in my hands, and I hadn't even gotten to the best part of the wedding night. I ran my hands up her slender frame, feeling her shuddering at my touch. She leaned back against me, looking up at me with pleading eyes. "P-Please…"

I smiled widely and moved my hands up to caress her breasts. I heard her breath catch as I ran my fingers along her nipples, feeling them stiffen at his touch even through the dress and bra she was wearing. I resumed kissing and nibbling her at the nape of her neck. I slowly began pulling her dress off, revealing a black and gray striped lace bra. She slowly turned around, mounted me and wrapped her arms around me. Her dress was around her waist as she leaned down and locked lips with me. A moan escaped her lips as I reached down and groped her asscheeks through her dress.

That did it. That sent her over the edge as she began to frantically pull at my clothes to get them off. Her kiss only deepened as she began to unbutton my shirt with surprising dexterity for someone who had only recently gotten hands permanently. She removed it and then we had to break the kiss as she removed my undershirt. While she was doing this, I helped her off with her dress, leaving her only in the lingerie she had worn.

As she began pulling my pants off, I looked her over. "You're bold, wearing such slutty lingerie for me," I said with a grin.

She looked up at me, eyelids narrowed and a seductive grin on her face. When I was only in my boxers, she stood and began slowly posing for me. "Do you like what you see?" she asked, bending over and lifting her tail to give me a perfect look at her ass.

"I've said it once, and I'll say it again," I said, reaching out and grabbing her perfectly soft but firm mounds, "you've ruined human women for me."

She moaned at my touch before she turned around and pounced on me, kissing me deeply and running her velvety hands across my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, my wings spread across the bed and twitching slightly as our tongues danced around inside each other's mouths. Behind her, Zecora had her wings spread wide. After she broke the kiss, she reached behind her to remove her bra. "Prove it to me," she demanded, licking her lips as her bra fell away, revealing her absolutely perfect breasts. "Prove it," she repeated.

"Gladly, and for the rest of our lives," I promised as I grabbed her and threw her onto her back, quickly pinning her down and looming over her, grinning at her and displaying my canines purposefully. I saw and felt another shudder passing through Zecora as I intertwined my fingers with her own. "I will keep on proving it to you."

She blushed hard but smiled up at me with a look of deep love and desire in those blue eyes of hers. "I can't wait."

I squeezed her hands tightly as I locked lips with her again, pressing myself against her. She moaned and began grinding up against me almost instinctively, locking her legs around my hips despite the fact that we weren't yet completely undressed. After another good makeout session, I began kissing down her body. Neck, upper chest, and finally her breasts. She gasped as I began to nibble at her nipples, swirling my tongue around her areolas and even sucking ever so slightly. She wrapped her arms around my head and pushed me down. "More…" she begged breathily. I obliged as I took more in her mouth. She inhaled sharply and clung to my head.

After a while, I pulled away. She whined and gave me a pleading look. "So needy," I grinned as I began to remove the rest of her lingerie. After I was done, I pulled my boxers off, and my member sprang out, standing at full attention. Zecora looked at it with desire in her eyes as I continued moving down, teasing her stomach with my tongue as I kissed down further. I heard her whining as I moved further down. Her marehood was soaked already, and I grinned as I kissed her inner thighs. As I moved closer, I could hear her breathing increase in intensity.

Finally, my lips reached her lower ones. I gave her clit a quick lick which caused her to shudder. I let the pleasure run its course through her before I lick quickly once again. The shudder of pleasure that ran through her the second time lasted almost twice as long. "Love…please…" she whimpered.

Nodding, I moved closer and stuck my tongue deep inside her. I could feel her instant orgasm as she wrapped her legs around my head, locking them there. "Fuuuck…that's it…" she moaned lustily as I moved my tongue around inside her. I felt her hands running through my long hair. She then pulled my head forward deeper. "Don't stop!"

Why would I stop when you aren't the only one in heaven right now? I thought to myself. And I was. I'd found that I absolutely loved doing this to her. Not only did she have a very earthy and robust musk that I found intoxicating, but there was an emotional factor. Just knowing that I could make my new bride feel good physically and emotionally from a few swirls of the tongue inside her made me feel joy that a simple orgasm could only hope to achieve.

As Zecora began grinding against my face, I could hear her breathing become more lustful. I could tell she was reaching yet another orgasm. Her legs locked around my head tighter as her grip on me tightened, her new nails digging into my head. As her second orgasm continued building up, I heard her breathless words as she said, "I can't stop…oh Jethro…I'm so close…keep going…this is…fuck…"

I didn't stop until I felt a quiver from the thighs wrapped around my head. I felt my face becoming wet with her second orgasm of the evening. She let out a contented sigh and her grip on my head relaxed. I slowly sat up and wiped my face dry. She was laying there, her eyes rolled back and her tongue handing out as she breathed heavily. I smirked and moved on top of her. "I hope you're not too tired, babe," I said, "because I'm not done."

Shakily, she pointed to the end table. I followed her gesture and saw a crystal vial on the table. It was filled with a dark green liquid. I grabbed it and held it out to her. She tried to grab it but apparently two orgasms left her a bit shaky. I popped the cork and helped her drink it. It smelled a bit like mint mixed with Sakura blossoms. When she finished it, she took a deep breath, then exhaled. I put the now empty vial back on the end table, only to turn back and find that Zecora was on all fours in bed, tail lifted high to give me easy access. She still looked tired, but there was determination in those deep cyan eyes. "I…I want you to…rut me until I can't walk!" she begged as she swayed her divine hips in my direction.

I grinned. "Rut you, huh? My plan exactly."

She squirmed in anticipation as I got behind her, grasped her asscheeks in my hand and with one thrust, entered her. The moment I did so, her wings spread wide and a few feathers fell out. I gasped. She felt better than she had before. "Damn, what was in that vial?" I asked as I began moving in and out.

"S-Something that will intensify o-our time," she said, moaning louder with each thrust.

And then I felt it. A wave of pleasure unlike anything I'd felt before washed over me. I would have cum right then and there had I not paused. It was an indescribable feeling to me. The closest I could come to describe it afterwards was if I had seen the face of God Himself, it was that pleasurable.

Zecora must have felt the same thing because she slammed her hips back against me, shot up into a kneeling position and reached back to grab the back of my head. "FUCK ME HARD!" she all but demanded.

I bit my lower lip as I shoved her down, burying her head into the pillow. She lost her balance and lay flat on her stomach now as I began thrusting down into her. She screamed into the pillow in pleasure as she gripped the sheets. "Who are you to give me orders?" I demanded of her, fully into the role now. That, and I found myself unable to stop slamming my manhood deep into her waiting and dripping pussy.

"Aaaah! Punish me! Make me earn my place!" she said as she once again seemed to cum around me.

Whatever she'd taken had obviously done its job very well. I felt waves of intense pleasure passing through me, and not just from my cock. My entire body was afire with feelings of deep desire, all directed at my lover. My dearest wife. I reached back and swatted her asscheeks, feeling her tense even more around me. "You are mine! ALL MINE!"

She squealed as I grabbed her wrists, pulled her up and thrust in and out greedily. Her wings were spread wide and she was looking up at the ceiling above the bed, eyes rolled back and tongue hanging out as I railed her. She couldn't make any coherent words anymore, only moaning and screaming in ecstasy.

Finally, with one final massive thrust, I felt my first load filling her up. Whatever had been in that vial seemed to have increased the amount I came because I saw a good amount of my seed coming out of her after a few moments. She gasped, tensed up, then collapsed onto her stomach. I fell with her, not letting her spill anything she couldn't take. Even if we were unable to have children naturally, the thought of me breeding her always excited me, and with whatever she'd taken earlier that feeling only intensified.

After what felt like an eternity of pleasure, I felt my orgasm subsiding. Shakily, I pulled out and saw my seed leaking from her gaping hole. When the fuck did I become a porn star, I thought as I balanced myself by pushing against the bed with my wings. I slowly brought myself to my feet and walked around to her. She was breathing heavily but had the biggest and happiest smile on her face. Her eyes were unfocused, but when I came into her field of vision, she focused on me, smiling and reaching a shaky hand out towards me. I took it and brought it to my cheek. "…love…you…" she said between deep breaths.

"I love you too, dearest," I replied. "Come on, we're both sweaty. I think we deserve a nice warm and slooow shower."

Slowly, and with my help, she rolled over onto her back, legs spread apart wide and still quivering a bit. I reached down, picked her up bridal style, and carried her to the bathroom. I used my magic to turn on the shower to a comfortable temperature as we both stepped into the large area where the shower was. I closed the glass door and sat her down at the built in bench, letting the water wash over the two of us. She leaned against me and sighed contentedly as the warm water rinsed away the sweat and other bodily fluids. The showerhead had been replaced from one I'd gotten from Earth. It had taken a bit of adjusting, but now the shower could fit any from Earth. I had it set to a nice mist which reached us even on the bench. After we were both sufficiently wet, I grabbed the shampoo/conditioner mix I'd bought for her on Earth and began lathering up her mane, eliciting a moan from her as I massaged her temples. "Oh love…that feels like Elysium," she said happily. "And it isn't…even sex…"

I chuckled as I continued to lather her mane up. As I lathered up her tail next, I said, "Yeah, I remember getting my hair washed on Earth after a haircut. It was the best part of any professional haircut."

She turned towards the shower's shelf where all the shampoo and soap was, reached out, and used her budding telekinesis to bring my large shampoo/conditioner over. "Then let me return the favor," she pleaded.

I smiled and turned around, letting her take the hairbands out of my hair, letting the flowing strands loose. I felt her hands running through my hair lovingly as she began washing my hair. I shuddered at her touch, the stress of the day melting away as she massaged my scalp. "Love, how do you keep all of this hair clean?" she asked as she poured some more shampoo into her hand.

"Let's just say there's a reason I tend to take most of my showers in my other house where water is free and unlimited," I chuckled. "The water bill on this house can be high."

She giggled and continued washing my long and wavy hair. After a while, it was too heavy to move and hung behind me all covered in the smell of Old Spice. "All clean," she said.

After the two of us rinsed out the shampoo, I grabbed the soap and lathered up the shower puff. As the scent of the avocado soap bar that I'd gotten from Pendragon's Whole Foods filled the air, I gestured for Zecora to come up. "Turn around, baby," I said as I finished lathering up.

She did so, spreading her wings. I began to slowly and sensually wash her back. With one hand wrapped around her waist caressing her, I made sure to get every bit of her back. She shuddered and leaned back against me again. "Mmm…your touch is heavenly," she said as I moved around and began washing her front.

I felt her pressing her perfect ass against my crotch as I began lathering up her large breasts. I leaned down and kissed her neck again as she grinded against me, making me hard once more. Her tail wrapped around my lower waist tightly as the effects of whatever she'd taken seemed to come back in full force. "Oh my husband…I need you again…please…" She grabbed the puff and tossed it aside, pulling me closer with her tail.

I grinned and pushed her against the wall. She spread her legs a bit to give me access, and as I slammed deep inside her, the sensation of intense pleasure returned. She screamed in ecstasy as her pussy walls clenched around my throbbing manhood. I immediately started ramming her hard, keeping my balance as with each thrust, wave after wave of desire for my wife passing through me and building up.

Zecora pressed her ass against me, grinding on me as she held onto one of the grips installed on the wall. I placed one hand over hers and the other grabbed her ass. She gasped as I smacked her ass, tightening around me as I ravaged her eagerly. "Yes, my husband! Wreck me! Plow this filthy sow!"

Her pleas spurred me on and I complied, slamming into her. "Yes! TAKE MY COCK!" I ordered, smacking her behind once more as I roughly fucked her.

I watched with satisfaction as her tongue hung out of her mouth and her eyes rolled back as she moaned louder. "Fill me, husband! Fill me until I buuurst!"

"You're wish is my command!" I shouted as I sped up. I could feel her own orgasm approaching and mine was definitely not far behind. As we both finished at nearly the exact same time, it felt like fireworks were going off inside my head since the pleasure was that intense. She was gripping the handhold so hard that I could see her knuckles getting white.

When I was finished unleashing my second load of the night inside her, I felt Zecora's knees buckling so I caught her and led her quickly back to the bench. She leaned against me, panting heavily.

As we both recovered, I gazed lovingly down at her. Her eyes were half closed, a goofy smile on her face, and her chest was heaving as she drank in the steamy air around us. Her wings were lowered and I could see her legs quivering. I put my arm around her and leaned my head on hers. I was really married to her, now. I was a bachelor no more. I was a happily married man. My wife was the most beautiful Zebra, or Zebricorn, in the world. My worries and fears for the following days melted away. They were future Jethro's problem. For now, I was basking in the afterglow of our first lovemaking session as husband and wife.

As the water washed over us, I felt Zecora's hands running up my chest. I looked down at her. She was giving me a deep loving gaze. I raised an eyebrow. "You're not done yet, are you?" I asked.

She shook her head. "You haven't even tied me up?" she whined.

I licked my lips in anticipation. This freaky Zebra mare… I cleared my throat. "Let's finish up here, then it's time for round three."

She hummed happily and nuzzled her face into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her. It was going to be a long night…