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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gaze

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.

gazing at him, hypnotized at the

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

us. Staring

finally met in a tender, passionate kiss, unfolding a lot of things. The kiss was gentle, soft, and I wanted to break it off, but I couldn’t. His lips

embrace, I could sense Luke’s hands exploring my body with tender caresses. His lips moved expertly against mine,

on my tongue, the intensity of our kiss grew, making the moment even more enchanting. I find it quite unbelievable that I never wanted

just so bewitching. He had me trapped in

and it was like we couldn’t get enough. Luke’s hands were exploring every

the kiss only grew. It was a wild and uninhibited moment, as if we were lost in our own world, consumed by

my neck, and I couldn’t help but let out a low moan. His rough kisses ignited a fire within me,

a rush of excitement and my heart raced as his kisses grew even more intense. I could feel the lingering sensation of a hickey forming on my neck, a trail

he skillfully removed my dress, leaving me exposed in just my bra, my nipples

of excitement and anticipation. When he gently laid me on the bed, I knew

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

he got on top of me, his lips meeting mine in a soft and passionate

his rod inside of me, I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. The feeling of him inside me, his heat and

a state of pure

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