brok draws her to the altar ... drapes great riches around hernecklaces of pearl , bracelets of gold , earrings of boiling red garnet ... robes her in a flowing silk brocaded with the flowers of spring , all festive , happy , joyous colors ... he offers her a small cup , pure and smooth without inscription or adornment ... she sips the gom ... lays her down upon the altar ... gently spreads aside her robes and inner garments just enough so that he can slip inside her legs ... lays upon herruts and heavesbut draws himself out short of ejaculation , draws himself out and kneels up , then holds himself ever so momentarily as his sperm arcs and splotches upon her belly .