Aniya stood in front of the full-length mirror, her body bathed in the soft glow of the overhead lights. She wore nothing but a lace bra and underwear, and her dark skin shimmered against the delicate fabric. Her post-pregnancy body was still new to her, and she found herself both fascinated and intimidated by the changes it had undergone.
Hermes entered the room, noticing Aniya’s deep concentration. He leaned against the doorframe, watching her with a soft smile on his face. “Hey,” he said quietly, not wanting to break the spell she was under.
Aniya turned to him, gesturing to her stretch marks. “Look at my body, Hermes,” she said, her voice tinged with a mix of pride and vulnerability. “These tiger stripes are a battle scar of bringing our beautiful boys into this world.”
Hermes pushed himself off the doorframe and walked over to Aniya, his eyes never leaving hers. “And they’re a badge of honor, my love,” he said, taking her hand in his. “You’re a warrior queen.”
Aniya smirked, rolling her eyes. “Oh, please. Don’t try to butter me up with flattery. I know I’m not as toned as I used to be.”
Hermes chuckled, shaking his head. “Well, you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. And those stretch marks just prove how powerful and sexy you are.”
Aniya scoffed, “You’re such a smooth talker, Hermes. But I’m not buying it.”
Hermes walked up behind Aniya and wrapped his arms around her waist, whispering in her ear, “I’m not trying to sell you anything, Aniya. I’m just stating the truth.”
Aniya felt a shiver run down her spine as Hermes’s breath tickled her ear. She turned to face him, her eyes locking with his. “Fine, you win. I’ll admit, I do feel sexy with you looking at me like that.”
Hermes grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Good. Because I can’t keep my hands off of you, even after all these months.”
Aniya raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a smirk. “Oh really? Prove it.”
Hermes chuckled, his gaze never wavering from Aniya’s. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Aniya responded eagerly, running her hands through Hermes’s hair as their bodies pressed together.
Hermes trailed kisses down Aniya’s neck, making her moan softly. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground. Aniya stood before him, her breasts bare and her nipples hard.
Hermes reached out, cupping her breasts in his hands. Aniya gasped, her body responding to his touch. He pinched her nipples gently, making her moan louder.
Aniya pulled back, her breath coming in short gasps. “Wait, Hermes. Let’s take this to the bed.”
Hermes nodded, picking Aniya up in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently.
Aniya looked up at Hermes, her eyes filled with desire. “I’ve missed this,” she whispered.
Hermes smiled, his eyes filled with love. “Me too, Aniya. Me too.”
(End of Chapter One)
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