The Love From Vengeance

32 A ONE TIME THING

ARIEL’S POV

“You want me to marry Luke?” I was kind of shocked and confused. I had tons of dreams and imaginations in the past, which got me wondering if this was just another one of them.

“Of course, Ariel, Sir Reynold said with a cough. “I feel like my days on earth will soon be over; that’s why I want to witness something so remarkable. Please, Ariel, grant me just this one wish. Marry Luke and do your very best to change him. Bring the loving heart out of him.”

I was still in shock, wondering if Luke agreed to this. Although this was what I wanted, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I never knew it was going to be this easy.

“So what’s your decision, Ariel? Will you marry him?”

I looked at Sir Reynold for quite a while, still wondering if I should actually agree to this. But I shouldn’t even be thinking, because this was just what I wanted—what Mason wanted. And thinking about my little children, of course I was going to agree to get married to Luke. I wouldn’t even care if he was going to be nice with me, since this was just for revenge and nothing else. I wasn’t planning to spend a lifetime with him.

“Okay, fine, I’ll marry him.” I smiled at Sir Reynold. He beamed at me back.

I spent an hour discussing various things with Sir Reynold, just like we used to do back then when Luke and I would go and pay him a visit at Sun House.

So after our conversations had come to an end, I left the room, and Luke was nowhere to be found. I wondered where he had gone to.

LUKE’S POV

“Ouhhhhhhh, gimme more! gimme more!” Tiffany screamed, bouncing on top of me, as I vigorously pounded the soul out of her.

We had been going at it for what felt like hours, but neither of us showed any signs of slowing down. Our bodies were slick with sweat, and our breaths came out in ragged gasps as we

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into my skin, leaving red marks in their wake. I could feel my release building, and I knew

into her with all my might. She screamed my name, her body shaking

just stop there; she continued to rock her hips on me and bounced harder, screaming

wonderful curves. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and

same. But we were no longer a couple, so I could do whatever I wanted. I also used to be a

old ways.

I looked up at Tiffany, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have her bouncing on top of me like this. Her long hair swayed with each movement, and her body glistened with sweat. I couldn’t

her as she moved up and down, her moans filling the room. I couldn’t help but let out a low growl as she picked

pleasure was too great for me to even feel the pain. I reached up and grabbed onto her hips, guiding her movements and feeling her body

I could tell she

were getting louder. I wanted to savor every moment

in my ear,

against mine with each thrust. I could feel myself losing control, my body tensing up as I could feel myself about to explode. And as she moaned my name, I burst all over her. But it didn’t end there; I flipped us over, giving

throughout the room. She lay back on the bed, her body writhing beneath me. I could feel her nails digging into my back,

me on.

was like an addiction, and I was completely under

lips parted in a silent scream. I knew I was driving her wild, and that only made

up the pace, my thrusts becoming more urgent and rough. The headboard of the bed was banging against the wall, but I didn’t

desire. Without saying a word, she kneeled on the bed and started to suck the soul out of me. Her lips were soft, and her touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine. I moaned in pleasure as she expertly worked her magic, taking me to new

me. Every touch, every lick, was like heaven, and I couldn’t get enough. I grabbed onto her hair as she continued to suck