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Once upon a time, in the mystical kingdom of Eldoria, there lived a young and innocent maiden named Elara. She was the daughter of a poor merchant who had fallen into deep debt with the ruthless Duke of Eldoria. Desperate to save her father from ruin, Elara made a bold decision to offer herself as a bride to the cold and intimidating young duke.

The Duke, a powerful man known for his icy demeanor and commanding presence, accepted Elara's proposal without hesitation. He saw in her a chance to secure his inheritance and expand his wealth, and he cared little for the feelings of the young maiden he was about to marry.

On the day of their wedding, Elara stood before the Duke in her simple white gown, her heart racing with fear and anticipation. The Duke's eyes roamed over her curvaceous figure, lingering on her ample bosom and rounded hips. Elara was a busty young woman with a generous bosom and a shapely rear, and the Duke's gaze made her blush with shame and desire.

As they exchanged their vows, Elara felt a sense of resignation wash over her. She knew that she was sacrificing her innocence and her freedom for the sake of her father's debts, but she also felt a strange thrill at the thought of belonging to such a powerful and imposing man.

That night, as Elara was led to the Duke's bedchamber, her heart pounded in her chest. She was a virgin, untouched by any man, and she knew that her first time with the Duke would be a momentous occasion. The Duke, for his part, seemed indifferent to her nervousness, his expression cold and unreadable.

As they stood facing each other in the dimly lit room, the Duke's hand reached out to caress Elara's cheek. His touch was surprisingly gentle, and Elara felt a shiver of pleasure run through her at his contact. Slowly, he began to undress her, his fingers deftly untying the laces of her gown and revealing her soft, creamy skin.

Elara's breath caught in her throat as the Duke's hands moved over her body, exploring every curve and contour with a possessive touch. His fingers brushed over her full breasts, teasing her erect nipples to aching peaks, and Elara couldn't help but moan softly at the sensation.

With a swift motion, the Duke pushed Elara onto the bed, his eyes dark with desire. He positioned himself between her thighs, his gaze fixed on her pink, glistening folds. Without a word, he lowered his head and buried his face in her sweet, musky scent, his tongue flicking out to taste her essence.

Elara gasped in pleasure as the Duke's skilled mouth worked its magic on her, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her body. She arched her back and moaned his name, her hands clenched in the sheets as she surrendered herself to the pleasure he was giving her.

When he finally entered her, Elara cried out in both pain and pleasure, feeling her virginity torn asunder by his powerful thrusts. The Duke's movements were rough and urgent, driving Elara to the brink of climax with each forceful thrust of his hips.

As they moved together in a frenzy of passion, Elara felt her body respond to his touch with a wild abandon she had never known before. The Duke's hands roamed over her curves, squeezing and caressing her ample breasts and plump bottom with a possessiveness that thrilled and terrified her in equal measure.

As their passion reached its peak, the Duke's movements grew more desperate, his hips pistoning furiously into Elara's soft, yielding flesh. With a cry of release, he spilled himself deep inside her, marking her as his own in a way that could never be undone.

As they lay entwined in the aftermath of their lovemaking, Elara felt a strange mixture of emotions wash over her. She knew that she had given herself to a man she barely knew, a man who had taken her innocence and made her his in body and soul.

But as she looked into the Duke's eyes, she saw a flicker of something that resembled humanity, a glimmer of emotion that gave her hope for the future. Maybe, just maybe, she could find a way to thaw his cold heart and bring warmth and light to their union.

And so, as the sun rose on a new day in Eldoria, Elara embraced her destiny with courage and determination, knowing that she was destined for a life of passion, power, and love in the arms of the enigmatic Duke.