Fantasies do come true..

Mari smiled with her sensual lips knowing he would glance her way eventually. Her long forest green sheer gown draped so nicely over her beautiful alabaster, white breasts and showed so slightly her soft pink nipples beneath..it was only a matter of time before the God Quoran would notice, the tiny gold chains she wore fell deep between her breasts and were warm now, her waist length, red hair woven with gems and more chains of gold shimmered as she moved and softly the tiny bells tinkled that dripped at the bottom. "MMM..I love his palace, I am thirsty, thirsty for him." she thought. She waved over one of the tall, dark skinned servants who knew who she was of course.. he had served her before only in another way, yes..seduced by Mari, she loved to have lovers from all walks of life. He smiled as he poured the nectar she adored and was responsible for..her recipe had made it to the palace... licking so gently the drip that had lingered on his finger for a moment. He looked deep in her eyes and the memory was hanging in the air of their one night encounter. Quoran didn't miss a thing..he was a God, and he saw the memory and felt the sensual surge go through him. The drummers had arrived and began to beat... feeling the pulse, the thobbing sounds.. the urge to dance came over her. She walked right up to Quoren and put her hand out for the Peacock feather..he smiled with his Godly smile and handed it over. Mari closed her eyes revealing the length of her thick lashes as she looked down...then up again she locked in a gaze with him..he penetrated her right then and there..she felt it without a touch, the deepness inside from him without a touch. She took the peacock feather and swooped gently and softly against his chest, he loved it, the little tickles from each feather strand jumped gently on his skin. Mari swept around in a swirl the peacock feather in the air..and began the dance..the dance of the Priestess..the demi Goddess..Mari..she knew her power completely. Quoran was swollen she saw. He smiled with his lips closed and eyes set on her every move. The drummers and her became one in motion and beat of the undulating beauty of this demi Goddess Priestess. She noticed he was drinking the nectar as he watched her every move..and knew what was going to happen.

Every one watched as she seduced the whole room..this was not just another belly dancer..this was Mari..the Priestess..she knew what she was doing to the whole room..they felt her powerful sexual energy that flowed throughout the room and to every one there..Quoran felt it and connected completely with her and all..not touching but complete as one and feeling it all. The power of these two eminated until the whole room had a orgasm at once. It was the nectar..the recipe from the magic flowers from Maris secret garden and the connection..the sacred connection.. the nectar of the Gods..Quoran licked his lips.