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"Now," Valen replies firmly, "we move forward—together."
I take a deep breath, feeling the reality of the moment pressing down on me. Valen’s hands remain gently cupping my face, his eyes searching mine for something—perhaps assurance that this conversation is the right step forward.
“I promise,” he says, his voice steady and sincere, “to be more transparent from now on. No more secrets between us.”
His words are a balm to my frayed nerves. “And I promise,” I reply, my voice softer but no less earnest, “to always tell you if something is worrying me. No more bottling things up.”
A small, relieved smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. “We’ll make quite the team, then.”
I can’t help but smile back, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. “I think we already do.”
Without another word, Valen leans in and presses his lips to mine. The kiss is gentle, tender—so full of love that it makes my heart ache. It’s not like the passionate embraces we’ve shared before; this one is different. It’s a promise in itself, a silent vow of our commitment to each other.
I close my eyes and melt into the kiss, feeling the energy of our vulnerability bonding us together. The world outside fades away, leaving just the two of us in this intimate moment.
When we finally pull apart, I rest my forehead against his, savoring the closeness.
I feel a sense of lightness I haven’t felt in a long time. The walls of uncertainty that once surrounded us are starting to crumble, replaced by something far more enduring.
CHAPTER 20
VALEN
Ariana steps into my bedroom, her eyes wide and pleading for something. What it is, she won't say. I can see a mix of emotions in her eyes: fear, need, love. All I want is to give her everything she craves.
I approach Ariana, my gaze locked onto hers, the intensity of our connection palpable. Her breath hitches as I step closer, my fingers tracing the curve of her jaw, down her neck, and along her collarbone. She shivers at the touch, her eyes never leaving mine.
"You're so beautiful," I murmur, my voice low and husky. I lean in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips, lingering for a moment before trailing kisses down her neck. She tilts her head back, giving me better access, a soft sigh escaping her lips.
I take my time, exploring every inch of her skin as if it were a sacred ground. My hands roam over her body, feeling the soft curves and contours. I can sense her anticipation, her desire matching mine. I slip her dress off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet. She stands before me, vulnerable yet trusting, her eyes filled with a mix of nervousness and excitement.
I kneel before her, my hands gripping her thighs, my lips pressing kisses against her soft skin. She gasps, her fingerstangling in my hair, guiding me as I explore her further. I work my way up, my tongue tracing patterns on her skin, teasing her incessantly.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling with need. I take her breasts in my hands, my thumbs circling her nipples, drawing out a moan from deep within her. She arches her back, pressing herself closer to me, seeking more of my touch.
"Valen," she whispers, her voice laced with desperation. I smile against her skin, loving the sound of my name on her lips. I continue my exploration, my hands and mouth working in tandem, driving her to the brink of madness.
"Now, please!" she cries. "I want you in me, now!"
How could I say no to her?
I scoop her up in my arms, carrying her to my bed. I lay her down gently, my eyes never leaving hers. I undress quickly, my body aching with need. I crawl on top of her, my weight supported by my arms, my body hovering over hers.
When I enter her, it's met with a sound of deep satisfaction rumbling in her throat. Filling her leaves me breathless as her eyes flutter closed, her cheeks pink with desire.
I make love to her slowly, taking my time to savor every moment. Her body responds to mine, her hips moving in sync with my rhythm. I can feel her heartbeat, her breath, her very essence merging with mine. It's more than just physical; it's a connection that transcends the boundaries of our bodies.
Suddenly, I pull out, a new desire gripping me. She looks at me with a questioning gaze. I return it with a smile.
I roll her over, my hands gripping her hips. "I want you like this," I say softly. She shivers in my grip, bending over, completely ready.
As I take her from behind, she gasps, her body arching as she adjusts to the new angle. I can feel her pleasure, her bodyresponding to mine in ways that leave no doubt about our connection. She loves the angle, her moans and gasps filling the room, driving me to the edge of my own control.
Our bodies move in perfect harmony, our breaths mingling, our hearts beating as one. In this moment, there's no past, no future, only the present. Only us. Only this indescribable connection that binds us together, making us one.
I lean over her back, my chest pressed against her warm skin. My hand cups her breast, feeling the rapid beat of her heart, while my other hand grips her waist, holding her close.
"Valen!" Ariana cries out in passion, her body wracked with her orgasm. "Oh, God, yes Valen!" I feel her tighten around me, and it sends me over the edge.