Chapter 818:

“So good. Oh, gods!”

“Are you alright?” Alviara whispered with a trace of genuine concern.

“Oh, yes.” Emeriel pulled her arm away from her eyes, her voice hoarse and dazed. “More than alright. Renewed. Reborn.”

“That’s wonderful to hear.”

Her beloved pulled back, rising to his feet and leaning over her, his hands braced on either side. He looked crazed with desire.

“Now, take him in your hands,” Alviara urged with sensual authority.

far as her rounded belly allowed, wrapping her fingers around his thick, pulsing length. Warm, alive, throbbing with

and his jaw clenched, his breath

in that

feel alone. It wasn’t even about Alviara’s guidance, encouragement, or

even with all his power, with all his

that truly

stroked him again, watching that imposing body tremble because of her. He watched—no, devoured—the sight of her spread open between trembling thighs

he didn’t move to satisfy his

hand away. He

truly held the

him than his own pleasure. In some way, she had always known it, but it was the first

cards, all the power right now, and yet you want to surrender

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