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It was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. I wanted to hear it on her lips every day for the rest of our lives. Wanted to hear her scream it every night.

“Are you going to come for me, nightling?” I groaned as I skimmed across her stomach. I felt the goosebumps on her skin, but I didn’t know if it was the chill or my touch.

“Yes. Yes.” She chanted, her eyes glazed as I dropped my thumb to her swollen clit.

Her flesh was so slick I slid easily against her. Her inner walls clamped down on me as I circled her clit roughly. The way I touched her was instinctual. Like I knew exactly what she needed. Like I was designed to make her feel good.

I grit my teeth as her body squeezed me tighter, trying to end this before I was ready. I never wanted it to be over. I wanted to live in this moment with her forever. Instead, I’d have to settle for memorizing it.

Her honey eyes stared back at me. Her caramel hair sprawled out in the grass. Her soft skin under my hands. Her voice filled my ears.

“I never want to forget this.” I groaned as I thrust inside her again.

“Never.” Ariella’s screams echoed off the trees. Her back arched as she came, cementing this moment in my memories.

I knew it was quick, but I couldn’t stop my own release. I slammed my hips into her over and over until I felt it pulse through me. I filled her with my cum as she dug her nails into my forearms. I drowned in the sensations that ran through me. The euphoria that I wanted to feel for the rest of my life.

Our bodies twitched with aftershocks as I collapsed on top of her. I rolled to the side, keeping her close as I stayed buried inside her. I never wanted to leave. Never wanted to stop touching her as I stroked down her arms. Her eyes were half closed as she smiled at me.

She looked happy, almost dreamlike, as I stared back. Her fingers brushed the scar on my chest. I pulled her closer, unwilling to let her go. Back to her house and her bastard father.

“So.” She cleared her throat. “Was it better than with the other girls?”

It was dark, but I could feel the blush of her skin beneath my touch. I smiled as I leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her hair. She smelt like jasmine and me. Something possessive unfurled in my chest. I knew I’d never forget the scent. The smell of her being ruined.

“What other girls?”

Her lips parted in shock as she jerked her head back to look at me. “You mean…”

I chuckled at her surprise. “You’re the first person I’ve been with. I waited for you, too.”

“B-But before… We’ve only been dating two years.” I pressed my lips to the cute furrow in her brows.

“I’ve been waiting since the first moment I saw you.” I wrapped my arms tighter around her. My fingers smoothed down her spine as she exhaled softly. “I knew you were the one. The only one.”

Everyone thought I was stupid for waiting. There were no twenty-two-year-old virgins, especially guys. But I knew it would be worth it. She was worth it.

She gripped my cheeks. Her eyes frantically flicked between mine. Her chest rose with a heavy breath. I could taste her nerves before she finally let the words out.

“Tiamo.” She gasped.

I held in my laugh. How could she be nervous? How could she doubt what I felt for her? What I’d always felt.

“I love you too.” I threaded my fingers through her hair. Pulling her close, I rubbed our noses together. “I’ll always take care of you.”

“Promise?” Her voice wavered as the breath shuddered in her lungs.

Reluctantly I moved us. We both groaned as I slid from inside her. Her brows furrowed again as she watched me.

I grabbed my shirt from the ground, pulling it over her head before yanking my boxers on. I positioned Ariella so she sat between my legs. Confused but trusting, she relaxed against me as I plucked a flower from the field around us.

I twisted the stem until it formed a small ring. My mother had taught me how when I was little. When she’d still been present. Gently, I slid the ring onto Ariella’s finger.

“I promise.” Her smile twisted my heart as I held her closer.

I felt her skin on mine. Heard her voice. Smelled the jasmine of her perfume.

Suddenly, I was ripped from the nightmare. The memories of what I’d once been. What I would never be again played on a loop in my mind.

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