The Love From Vengeance

71: THE PASSION

ARIEL’S POV

My heart pounded in my chest as Luke forcefully dragged me into his room. I stumbled that very moment, the room was kind of dark.

Luke’s grip was firm, and his determination for whatever he wanted to do, was evident in his eyes. He had an intense gaze, one that made me feel both captivated and apprehensive.

My eyes darted around, as I was still trying to understand what the hell was going on around here. I tried to put an end to Luke’s grip, but the more I resisted, the tighter his hold became.

Luke, still holding me, and sensing my resistance, spoke in a low, gentle voice, “What’s wrong Ariel? Why are you doing this?”

“Doing what?” I asked him, still trying to get his hands off me.

“You are my wife, aren’t you?” He queried, but I refused to give him an answer. “There’s no need to be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you. I won’t bring the pain like I did to you those years.

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Immediately, I stopped struggling, my eyes meeting Luke’s. There was something in his that softened my defenses. And the words he just uttered changed my actions at the moment. Luke’s grip loosened slightly, and he slowly moved closer to me. “I know you’re trying to resist. And I know I’ve done a lot of wrong in the past. But you just need to let go. Free your mind, and be lost in the passion.” His voice was calm, as the type that was soothing.

was just gazing at him,

touch sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn’t help but lean into his caress. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only

contact, Luke slowly leaned in, closing the distance between us. Staring at each other, with our breaths mingling,

I wanted to break it off, but I couldn’t. His lips were soft as hell, and tasty. It was

hands exploring my body with tender caresses. His lips moved expertly against mine, sending shivers of

kiss grew, making the moment even more enchanting. I find it quite unbelievable that I

know. But his lips were just so bewitching. He had me trapped in his

couldn’t get enough. Luke’s hands were exploring every inch of my body,

hands found their way to my bum, the intensity of the kiss only grew. It was a wild and uninhibited moment, as if we were lost in our own world, consumed by our desire for each other. Every touch, every kiss, felt

but let out a low moan. His rough kisses ignited a

grew even more intense. I could feel the lingering sensation of a hickey forming on my neck,

kisses, his hands eagerly exploring the curves of my body. I could feel my heart racing with desire as he skillfully removed my dress, leaving me exposed in just my bra, my nipples hardening at the cool air. His fingers expertly unhooked my bra, unveiling my breasts to him, and I could feel the heat between my

couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement and anticipation. When he gently laid me on the bed, I knew I

exposed, but in the best way possible. And when he revealed his own naked form, with his impressive and eager arousal, I knew that this was going to be a night to remember. Our bodies were drawn to each other like magnets, and I couldn’t wait to feel his hot, hard rod inside

top of

couldn’t help but let out a soft moan of

slow and deliberate movement, he took me deeper and deeper into a state of pure ecstasy. In that moment, I was completely lost in

me, I felt a surge of contemplation and desire. He taunted me with a teasing pause, only to aggrandize my pleasure as