Two Eyes Cenote [m] sixty-ninth

she had no words! flooded now with feeling. he gasped words against her and she wanted so much to say something, and found she could not speak; only sink in to him, and seek his mouth.

the night was cold, but her skin burned. all indecision had been cleansed of her by the ritual. before her goddess she felt whole; alongside Senmut, who burned like the sun.

she had never wanted anything more than this. Nazli finally pulled from him with a gasp of his name, which itself held an abundance of love for him, and desire, unmatched.

Senmut, there was no one here but them; none to judge them but the gods, who surely blessed them now.

Nazli could not speak, and looked to him now with clear intent, an openness and a yearning she wished they could share.