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A second finger pushes inside and I feel a dull stretch. I clench again but the desire building in me makes me forget the discomfort before it even begins.

“Oh, my god,”I gasp.

Ari smirks. “Yes?”

I laugh as I grab him and pull him closer. Ari takes his hand away and settles between my legs. Our bodies align like perfect puzzle pieces and my nerves subside.

I want him. I want him to take me and make me his queen.

Ari shifts his hips forward, teasing me a little bit more. We lock in, completely entranced with one another. Every touch and sound sparks a scolding fire between us until we can’t take the tease any longer.

He thrusts slowly and his tip eases inside of me. I grow tense, expecting the same pain as before, but I feel a slow-building pleasure deep within me instead. Ari watches me closely, ready to stop when I say so, but my body relaxes on its own. I lean up to kiss him, silently urging him to continue, and his body answers with another shallow thrust.

Ari moves slowly, making me feel everything. I lose myself quickly to quivering breaths and throbbing muscles. Blood travels to places I’ve never felt before, bringing with it a pleasure I can’t begin to describe.

“Ari,” I moan his name.

He smiles in response and guides my hands upward, firmly pinning them to the bed. I turn my head, stealing a kiss from his nearby lips. He kisses me back, softly grunting as he grinds me a little faster. I tremble, gripping his hands as I fall to pieces beneath him.

“Fuck,”Ari whispers. He rests his head on my shoulder, his manhood still throbbing inside of me, as his breath heaves in and out. “You feel amazing,” he says.

I entwine our fingers and he pins me even tighter. “Don’t stop,” I tell him, burning for him.

Ari kisses me, enveloping my mouth as he takes me harder and faster. I angle my hips to meet his thrusts, relying on some wild instinct to make us both crumble.

“Tannis—” He releases a deep grunt as he lets go of my hands. “Hold onto me.”

I wrap my free arms around him, happy to obey him. He grabs me by the waist and lifts me up, making me feel dizzy as he shifts himself into a seated position and sits me onto his lap. I curl my legs around him as he guides himself back inside. I instantly freeze, unsure what to do.

“Don’t think about it,” he says, smiling at the panic in my eyes. He eases me closer, pushing himself deeper inside, and I gasp at the new pleasures radiating up my spine.

I place my hands on his legs beneath me to find balance. He keeps his hold on my hips and kisses my chest, drawing a tender line up my cleavage to my collarbone.

Heat spreads throughout my core. Blood pulses beneath my skin. I close my eyes, bewitched by the feeling of him. His hands on me. His body in mine. Tears build in my eyes but I don’t want to stop. I never want this night to end.

I sway my hips, an awkward test for sure, but I gasp as I feel lightning strike within me as I move him in and out. Ari nods, the corners of his mouth turning upward as I shift again. We hold on to each other, bound in a steady rhythm with our lips locked and tongues dancing. I moan into his mouth, nearly losing all control as the tension mounts within me. Ari digs his fingers into my skin and I purr from the delicious pain mixing with passion.

One more thrust and my body breaks. I collapse onto his shoulders as climax tears me apart. It sends Ari over the edge as well. I feel his rough touch on my skin as he pulls me down and holds me as he comes inside of me. I stop swaying. He stops thrusting. We hold onto each other, our lips refusing to give up our endless kiss until exhaustion itself forces us apart.

Ari cradles me once more and eases me down onto the pillows. He lies beside me with our legs helplessly entwined together and his head halfway on my shoulder.

I kiss the sweat on his brow, finally allowing for a tear to tumble down my cheek. “I love you, too,” I whisper in his ear.

I’m not sure what makes me say it now. Perhaps hormones or the thrill of the moment but it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that it’s true. I love him. From the bottom of my heart to the end of time, I love him.

My king.

Ari turns his head up and kisses me back. He says nothing of the tears on my face but he runs his thumb over my cheek to wipe them away.

“You have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that,” he whispers.

He wraps an arm around me and pulls me against him. My body vibrates in his embrace, tired yet so full of life.

Life.

With life comes death.

It’s the end of one thing so that another can begin.