Cerita Malam Pertama Pernikahan Novels & Stories

I whispered breathlessly, my body actually shivering. Her eyes were struggling to remain open. “I love you too, Asahd.” she replied weakly and managed to smile a little. I lowered my head and we shared a short kiss. Pulling her closer to me, I covered ourselves in the sheets and soon enough, we drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. It was our first night as husband and wife. ~~~~

Zelda Zac had planned everything out perfectly after our first night as a married couple it had been nothing but a fairytale. The first 24 hours I had worn nothing but the rose petals that covered the whole yacht beautifully. We had made love in every room and surface all through the night and most of the morning until we were both two exhausted. The fireworks had played for most of the night setting a beautiful back drop as we floated out into the ocean.

That wedding was not the typical celebration where the protagonists danced to exhaustion. That wedding was not the typical celebration where the guests could smell the love of the newlyweds a mile away because the truth was that it had not been a typical wedding and much less would it be a typical marriage full of love. As soon as Cameron was taken out of the wedding by her grandfather's men after he found out she had danced with someone who was not her husband, Cameron arrived at the hotel where they were supposed to make people believe they would spend their first wedding night.

Tristan smiled, lifting his hand to gently brush her hair away from her face, his touch slow and reverent. “I love you,” he said, his gaze lingering in her eyes before drifting to her lips. He leaned in, and when he kissed her, it was unhurried but full, a kiss that carried every promise they had made that day. He lifted her easily, cradling her as if she weighed nothing, and carried her to the bed. As he laid her down, their laughter faded into quiet breaths, hands finding familiar warmth as clothing was slowly forgotten. Surrounded by candlelight and the echoes of celebration beyond the walls, they shared their first night together as husband and wife.

Anthony whispered, earning a burst of laughter from Darren Alexander. The lively celebration carried on until midnight. Afterwards, Aidan and Malikha were set to return to Aidan’s apartment for their first night as husband and wife. Aidan asked Glenn to escort Malikha ahead, promising to follow shortly. At the apartment, still dressed in her wedding gown, Malikha waited nervously yet happily for her husband, Aidan Caesar. She stood in their bridal suite, which had been beautifully decorated with flowers. Aidan, however, didn’t arrive until two hours later.

She kissed me. And we made love again. Morning light streaming through the window. Our first morning as husband and wife. Perfect. Later, we finally left the bedroom. Hungry. Exhausted. Blissfully happy. Made breakfast together. Coffee. Eggs. Toast. Simple. Perfect. "What do you want to do today?" I asked. "Nothing. Just be with you." "Sounds perfect." We spent the day on the couch. Watching movies. Napping. Making love. Being newlyweds.

You’re welcome my love there’s fire works and we have a large family dinner after, chatting and enjoying each others company for the evening. I wake in the morning severely hung over and deliciously sore in all the right places. I bite my lip reminiscing on being tangled in the sheets the previous night, I remember how nervous we were on the first night after our wedding, I shocked to learn that I had been his first and he too was surprised to learn he would be mine. I suppose in that sense I have to thank Dastan for refusing me all those years because I certainly would have felt so badly if he would have told me I was his first and I would’ve already given myself to Dastan.

Although we had only recently hosted our wedding ceremony, in actuality, we had sealed our marriage legally right after graduation. It was a quiet, impulsive moment. No ceremony, no bridal gifts, no jewelry—just the reckless passion of two young lovers. But now, that passion had long since faded, leaving behind nothing but a mess to clean up. * Nearly two weeks later, I was sitting at home, reviewing the draft my lawyer had prepared for the divorce. The house was quiet, but suddenly, the sound of a key turning in the lock broke the silence. I looked up, and there they were—Hank walking in, hand-in-hand with Susie.

That was why they could move on in their life together and had a beautiful girl. "I know that you love me no matter what others say." He said smiling as he looked at her picture. It was the picture of their wedding. Then suddenly, something came into his mind. *** The night had not yet came to an end. It was two in the morning and the couple were in the bed, not sleeping but trying to do the same. She had placed her head on his bare chest while he kept gliding his fingers through her hair. Both were wide awake even after some rounds of having intense intimacy since it was their first night after wedding.

Every little detail seems to have been meticulously thought out and orchestrated. "I really hope you enjoy your first night of marriage," June says sweetly. I look at her as I feel my cheeks heat up. "Wait, I had told you," he tells his mom. "We don't have to share a room..." "Of course you do," she replies laughing. "You are husband and wife, after all." "Well, yes," I hurry to say. "But I understand if you don't want to... Well... If you feel uncomfortable with that."