Victor stirred awake in the soft morning light filtering through the bedroom curtains, his body pressed close to Elora's under the rumpled sheets. They always slept naked, skin against skin, a habit formed in the blissful haze of their honeymoon that had carried over into their new life together. His hand instinctively slid down her side, tracing the curve of her hip before dipping between her thighs. She was already warm and slightly damp from the night's dreams, her pussy soft under his fingers as he gently parted her folds.

Elora murmured in her sleep, shifting slightly as Victor's middle finger circled her clit with slow, teasing strokes. He loved waking her this way, feeling her body respond before her mind fully caught up. Her breathing quickened, hips twitching as he slipped one finger inside her, then two, pumping them in a steady rhythm. A soft moan escaped her lips, and her eyes fluttered open, hazy with sleep and sudden arousal.