***WARNING, THE LATTER HALF OF THE  FOLLOWING CHAPTER IS NSFW R18; READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! IF YOU WISH TO SKIP THIS CHAPTER, ALL YOU ARE MISSING IS CYNRIK AND SELENE’S FIRST TIME! Well, that and a pretty important Vow.**

  bed would be nice. Since I will have to go through experiencing that…breaking again, and it will be worse since our bodies are multiple times stronger, I want to be comfortable at the very least.” Looking down shyly, something entirely out of character for someone with experience like Selene, she said with a voice akin to a whisper. 

Heartless as he is, Cynrik still put Selene above anything at that moment; he was already aware that a Vinestrian Woman’s first time was something excruciating, hell it wasn’t a cakewalk for most women on Earth, but when Stats and body evolution were factored in, the amount of force required to break through the thin membrane would be several times greater. 

So with a curt nod and picking her up with one arm and cradling Selene’s body to his, Cynrik brought his face to the jiggling D-Cup mounds of fat and breathed in her scent, while his free arm cleared the room with BlackFire before withdrawing a king sized memory foam mattress.

Loving the feeling of being in the arms of her beloved, Selene quickly wrapped her legs around Cynrik’s waist and caught hold of the band, holding his long hair in place. Then, with a swift tug, Cynrik’s long, Black, Red, and Violet hair cascaded down his shoulders, causing Selene to hold her breath in amazement. 

A smile crept onto Cynrik’s lips as he heard his woman make a slight sound upon seeing the changes to his hair brought about by his increasing progress with his Affinities. Still, since he had decided today was the day, he wouldn’t let any of his time with her go to waste. 

Not to mention thanks to the whirlwind of intimate contact that led them to this point, his little brother was standing at full mast and sandwiched between his and Selene’s bellies. 

“Ma Petite, I will only ask you this a single time; after that, come what may.” Bringing his head back and looking up into her eyes, Cynrik’s expression wavered between hesitance and lust. 

Being held up slightly, Selene looked down at Cynrik, and although she knew what he was going to ask, and her heart was beating a million miles a minute, she waited to hear what he would say next. 

That was when something strange occurred; when she met his beautiful eyes, she noticed a thin, Royal Blue and Purple ring of Mana Light circling his Iris, and when the words came, her heart froze because she was hearing something unexpected. 

Her eyes widened, and a memory flashed of something similar happening a long time ago, in a distant life, in a distant time and space. 

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“As is written in the Accords passed down by the Great Hall, and written by the AllFather, when a Man and a Woman make this oath, they shall be linked forever, through time and space, and there is nothing that can come in between them.”

His voice was slightly different; it had a more primal edge and with each word, strange marks which Selene knew to be his [Húðflúr] lit up the dim room as they traveled from his fingertips on both hands up to his collarbones. 

“The Oath I swear is to forever be by your side, to cherish and protect you, no matter what may come in the future. To be your warrior and husband, I can’t promise our future will be bright and filled with happiness, simply by nature of what we are involved in, but I swear, with everything I am, to be there for you, no matter what.”

Suddenly, his words changed, and he spoke in a different language.

“Þú getur lyft hammanum mínum hvenær sem er, ef þú veist hvað ég meina.”

**You are my Valkyrie, and I would follow you across the nine realms and into eternity.**

With tears misting her eyes, hoping to meet his expectations and show she understood him, Selene activated her [Húðflúr] in response, bathing the room in light. 

“My beloved Cynrik Jetlensr, you and I aren’t young children; we have lived two possibly more lifetimes; we both know our relationship may have been something started caused by Divine interference, but fuck them, I love you, with everything I am, and I give myself to you in mind, body, heart, and soul, from this day forward, you are my Eiginmaður (HUSBAND).

With that, Selene leaned forward and sealed his lips. Tears trickled down her cheeks and stained his, as never before could she have thought she would be as happy as at that moment. 

In her eyes, Cynrik had never seemed like the kind of man to get married, let alone have children, yet he had surprised her by speaking the Norse wedding vows before taking her purity. 

As if Vinestra herself heard their Oath, the Dark Variant Mana, as well as the Divine Particles present in the Shadow Realm, thrummed mysteriously, and the two lovers, now husband and wife, didn’t separate as Cynrik slowly made his way toward the bed and laid his woman down. 

Contrary to what one would expect from them, there was no heat, no firey passion, only love instead of pure lust. 

From the moment the Oath was sealed by a kiss, Selene and Cynrik were united, not physically, but on a higher level, and each kiss or touch caused their [Húðflúr] now lavender to pulse with power, something that was reflected by multiple notifications swarming in. 

However, Tobs, in her infinite wisdom, had already silenced them and would unleash the flood of spam later. 

“Ohhhh…” Selene moaned; Cynrik’s every caress sent electricity through her body, bringing a level of pleasure she had never experienced before. 

She wasn’t alone either because Cynrik’s body shivered at her touch, and he broke the kiss momentarily in surprise before trailing his lips to her cheek, down her neck, and eventually resting on the mounds of flesh before cupping them gingerly and bringing his lips to the hard pink buds. 

Giving her nipples a light nip, Cynrik relished in the taste as Selene’s back arched in pleasure while grasping his head and bringing him closer to smother him with her body. 

“Ahhh…NnN…Ohhh Cynrik…this feels amazing.” She said as warm nectar flooded out of her little sister. 

While his right hand massaged and played with her breast, the back of Cynrik’s left hand gently glided down her abdomen to her pelvis and hovered above the spot where her womb pulsated in excitement. 

Pressing with a bit of force, Cynrik relished in the shivers running through Selene’s body and knew if he weren’t careful, she would orgasm before he ever penetrated her with his thick and ready member. 

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