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CHAPTER 469
~Zara's POV~
I began to move. My thrust became slow and deep, echoing the rhythm of our hearts. Our mouths met again, and our tongues tangled as our kisses grew wet and hungry.
Aira's nails raked down my back, legs tightening around me, drawing me deeper.
There was nothing rushed about it.
For the first ten minutes or more, we made love like it was a promise—a prayer and every movement, every breath, was a declaration.
I worshipped Aira's body with mine, whispered her name like a sacred hymn, and when her eyes locked on mine, wide and teary with bliss, I knew I would never need anything else in this life but her.
"I'm yours, Aira," I declared in a voice that conveyed emotion as the pressure built in my core. "Forever."
"Then take me," she cried softly. "Take all of me over and over again."
And I did. In a flash, I rolled over and let Aira straddle me. She was a vision, hair mussed and lips parted. I couldn't hold back.
