Romans & histoires Dịu Dàng Dành Riêng Em

I began, a surge of emotion infusing my words, "I love you, baby.” In the quiet warmth of our embrace, Blaire's arms encircled me with a tenderness that spoke volumes. Her radiant smile reflected the depth of her emotions, a silent proclamation of love that echoed through the unspoken connection we shared. I cradled her in my arms, my chin finding a resting place on the crown of her head.

She is so energetic. “My name is Ember, by the way, it’s nice to finally be able to speak to you. I have been wanting to talk to you for years, but that silly barrier has always been in place and I could only send out words. Did you get the gift I brought with me?” She asks “Ember? I like your name, but it reminds me of that bitch, Amber.”

Her skin was made to be touched by me. I focused on the sparks on my skin and let that feeling soothe the anger I felt. “I’m so happy, Emma.” I said, smiling at her. “We are finally alone.” She leaned back in her chair and stayed silent. I wanted to touch her again. Goddess, how badly did I want to touch her again.

Their arms create a protective and loving embrace around us. I close my eyes, savoring the comfort and solidarity of the embrace. I can feel the strength and support of each woman around me, their presence is a silent promise of unwavering dedication. Tears of gratitude streams down my cheeks as I whispered, “I have missed you, I have missed you all.” Diana gently strokes my hair; her voice is soothing and calm. “My sweet girl.” She says and I hold onto her tightly. I do not want to let her go.

"I need you, Ravenna. As my Luna, as my equal." "I’m ready," she said softly, her voice steady now, her hands trembling slightly in mine. "I’ve always been ready for you, Darius. For us."

She looks at me, eyes bright, hair tousled, smile wide, and sighs in contentment. “You’re too good to me,” she murmurs, pressing against me. “No,” I correct softly, voice low and intimate. “I’m careful with you.” My hand drifts along the small curve of her waist. “Because you’re mine. And I will not let the world touch you, not yet.”

Slowly, carefully, I slid my palms beneath Ember’s belly, supporting the weight and lifting just enough to relieve the strain on her back. I drew her gently against my chest and her body relaxed instantly. A soft, relieved sigh escaped her lips as she leaned fully into me. The tension melted from her shoulders. “That… feels so much better,” she murmured. “How did you know to do that?” I pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. “I would learn anything if it makes life easier for you… and for our babies” I said quietly. She let out a small laugh at the word babies, her hands resting over my arms wrapped around her waist.