Bridal Promise
by @wearyflickerThe elven court of Lindon still hums with celebration when Ellanor slips away with her new husband, but the vows they just exchanged are only the beginning of what Glorfindel intends to claim. In a candlelit chamber, his mouth and hands stake their ownership, bringing her to the edge again and again before he carries her back to the stage for all to witness. When he drops to his knees before the assembled court and tastes her beneath her silver gown, she drinks the pleasure draught that sharpens every sensation—and surrenders to the ancient lord who has waited four hundred years to make her his.
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The Door Closes
The door clicks shut behind them, cutting off the hall's music, and Glorfindel's hands are already on Ellanor's waist, spinning her to face the wood. His mouth finds hers, honeyed wine and hunger, as
Watch It Hold
Dawn light cuts through the curtains as Glorfindel shifts his weight off Ellanor, but his hand stays between her thighs, pressing his come back inside her. He rolls her onto her back, spreads her legs
Watch It Hold
Dawn light cuts through the curtains as Glorfindel shifts his weight off Ellanor, but his hand stays between her thighs, pressing his come back inside her. He rolls her onto her back, spreads her legs
Watch It Hold
Dawn light cuts through the curtains as Glorfindel shifts his weight off Ellanor, but his hand stays between her thighs, pressing his come back inside her. He rolls her onto her back, spreads her legs
Watch It Hold
Dawn light cuts through the curtains as Glorfindel shifts his weight off Ellanor, but his hand stays between her thighs, pressing his come back inside her. He rolls her onto her back, spreads her legs