Chapter 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.

So she outstretched her hand. “Please… come to me, Beloved.”

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,

her back. He devoured her, and she drowned

mouth, the taste

moved along her throat, down the delicate line of her neck, and lower still… until his lips

cried out, arching into him. Her fingers threaded into his hair, holding him to her. Oh, to feel this again… to

sharper than she remembered, sharp as a hot jolt. She had always been sensitive there, but since her pregnancy, her breasts—her nipples—had become almost unbearably so. Tugs of

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

of stories:

you.” She opened her eyes,

sure?” His

nodded fervently.

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,

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