Mark smiled softly, letting her long hair cascade around her, and whispered in a hushed tone, "Let's go take a bath, Mrs. Evans."

Cecilia playfully requested to be carried.

Mark effortlessly lifted her, planted a kiss on her lips, and whispered, “I'll pamper you while I still can carry you."

It was their wedding night, after all.

Just like most lovers did, they passionately made love all night. As they indulged in pleasure, their moans echoed through the walls of their room.