RedNovelChapter 767: "He starves for you," Alviara whispered. "Yet he waits. Do you know why? Because he will not take what you are not ready to give." She'd seen it in his patience these past months-the way he'd held himself back when she couldn't give him more. But hearing it from another... seeing it through Alviara's eyes... it was different.
"Give him the word, and he'll be with you. Say it with all your heart. Mean it. No reservations. No fear. No hesitation." Alviara caressed her arm, raising goosebumps. "Not because you feel it's your duty-no one will force you to lie on this bed and give yourself. You do it because it's what you want. Not for his sake... but for yours." And she was light.
Emeriel wasn't doing this to fulfill his basic needs or to keep him from losing control. She was doing this because she wanted to. She needed all of him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSo she outstretched her hand. "Please... cto me, Beloved." He was in front of her before the last syllable left her lips. Towering, crowding her, surrounding her. She breathed him in, feeling a deep sense of longing-not just in her heart, but in her feminine core. Rising on her toes, she kissed him first. She poured her craving and desperation into it. The kiss was fast and a little clumsy, but so full of need.
And within heartbeats, he was kissing her back. He devoured her, and she drowned in it.
Emeriel would never grow tired of his kisses-never lose her addiction to the feel of his mouth, the taste of him, the way his lips moved against hers as though she was all he had ever hungered for.
Cool silk sheets met her back as he lowered next to her, lying by her side, his kisses trailing over her skin. His mouth moved along her throat, down the delicate line of her neck, and lower still... until his lips found her breast and he took her nipple into his mouth.
Emeriel cried out, arching into him. Her fingers threaded into his hair, holding him to her. Oh, to feel this again... to have him again.
The sensation was sharper than she remembered, sharp as a hot jolt. She had always been sensitive there, but since her pregnancy, her breasts-her nipples-had becalmost unbearably so. Tugs of his mouth made her breath hitch, stutter, stop.
She was so aroused she could feel her own slick against her thighs. Emeriel pressed them tightly together again, trying to alleviate the growing ache. Every pull soon turned into maddening torture, for where she needed him most remained blissfully empty.
Your source of stories: galnov☐ls.☐☐☐ "I need you." She opened her eyes, pleading. "Inside me. Please." He stopped, pulling back. "Are you sure?" His eyes searched hers, pupils blown wide.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Yes." She nodded fervently. "Yes, please..." So he moved. Catching her legs, he pulled until she slid to the edge, then rose to stand at the foot of the bed, his eyes drinking her in. He leaned into her, bracing his hands on either side, his torso framed by her bent knees. He fit himself between her thighs as though he belonged there-and he did. He always had.
But as he lined his hardness to her core, the anxiety cagain. The N content is on novelenglish.net!
She tried to suppress it as quickly as it came, but it must have shown in her eyes. Daemonikai stilled. Poised but not entering. He merely watched her with that all-seeing gaze of his that had ensnared her years ago and never let go. Eyes that stripped her bare.
"Look at me, love." The content is on english
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