Page 32 of Tempting the Titan


Font Size:  

“I accept all of you, Atlas. The good and the bad. And I love you for who you are.” Overcome with emotion, I pull her closer, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

A moment of tranquility enveloped us, the only sound being the gentle breeze rustling the leaves of nearby trees. All the pieces of my life are falling into place. With Celeste by my side, I can embrace my true self and find happiness in my unique skin.

With newfound conviction and courage, I inhale deeply and unleash an earth-shattering roar, pounding my chest like a mighty beast.

CHAPTER 13 Epilogue 2

Celeste

When I step out of the regal church, my eyes need a moment to adjust to the bright sunlight. A sense of warmth fills my heart, matching the radiant glow on my face because I can't stop smiling.

I reach up and tug at the veil on top of my head. The delicate lace slips through my fingers as I remove it and toss it to the group of young women nearby. They shriek and coo, reaching out to grab it.

In a spontaneous burst of joy, I fling my bouquet into the air, its delicate petals spinning like a colorful kaleidoscope. The young women reach out eagerly to catch it, their symphony of squeals filling the air.

One lucky woman emerges victorious, clutching the bouquet tightly against her chest as if cradling a treasure.

My gaze turns to my husband, and I relish the feel of his warm skin beneath my fingertips. He lifts meeffortlessly, but now I'm aware of his capabilities, I know he can do more impressive things, but it always feels good to be held close in his strong arms.

Anticipation builds as Atlas leads me to a sleek limousine. The driver opens the door with a flourish, and Atlas helps me get in. I reposition the floor-length gown as Atlas gets in after me, closing the door to create a cocoon.

The limousine is divine, with plush velvet seats that feel like clouds beneath me.

As the car speeds away from the church, Atlas takes my hand and brushes his lips against my knuckles. The soft touch sends shivers down my spine, and I feel a familiar heat building between my thighs. His gaze meets mine, and I see the same desire mirrored in his eyes.

Atlas leans in close. “Mrs. Everlast, you are breathtaking.”

I flush with pleasure, feeling the heat pooling in my belly as I turn to him. “Mr. Everlast, you look as handsome as always,” I reply, running a hand over his perfectly tailored suit.

My heart skips a beat as I see the raw desire in his gaze, and I know what's coming next. The atmosphere shifts. The air is thick with a raw energy that makes my skin tingle.

I look over at my husband and see the hunger in his eyes, a primal need that can only be sated by me.

Without a word, he leans in and captures my lips in a searing kiss. His tongue slides across my bottom lip, demanding entrance, and I open my mouth to welcome him.

Our tongues tangle together in a sensual dance as his hand slides up my thigh, inching under the layers of fabric. His finger traces the edge of my lacy panties, sending electric jolts through my body.

My breathing quickens as he rubs small circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves between my legs. I moan into his mouth, unable to contain the pleasure he's wringing from my body.

Atlas breaks the kiss, and I whimper at the loss of contact. But his hands are busy, sliding the straps of my gown off my shoulders and baring my breasts to his hungry gaze. He dips his head, nipping and sucking at my nipples until they're tight with arousal.

My hips buck against his hand as he continues to play with my clit, teasing and tormenting me with every touch. I'm lost in the sensation, my fingers clutching at his hair as I ride the waves of pleasure crashing through my body.

The car bounces and sways but we are lost in our own little world, oblivious to everything else around us.

I catch my breath as he leans in to plant a trail of hot, wet kisses down my neck, teasing me with his tongue and teeth.

My own hands roam over his body, tracing the contours of his muscles and feeling the heat emanating from him. I find the hem of his shirt and tug it up, exposing his chiseled abs. I rake my nails across his skin, making him shiver with pleasure.

When we finally break apart, we are gasping for breath. Our love is a force to be reckoned with. This is only the beginning.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com