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"Blaze," she moans, and it's all the invitation I need.
Our mouths clash once more, a savage, consuming kiss that speaks of dark cravings and unspoken promises. I devour her lips, her tongue, tasting the ocean on her skin. My hands roam lower, grasping her hips, pulling her against me until there's no space left to divide us.
"Nova," I pant between kisses. "You're the storm I've been chasing—wild and relentless."
Her laughter is a melody tangled with the sound of waves, and then it's just sensation—the slick warmth of her skin, the intoxicating scent of her arousal, the soft whimpers that escape her throat as our bodies insist on a rhythm older than time.
"Show me," she gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders. "Show me how deep this goes."
And I will. I'll show her every shade of love and lust until the stars fade from the sky. Because she'smine—my tempest, my sea, my Nova. And I'm hers, utterly and completely, lost in the blaze we create together.
The world narrows to the sound of crashing waves and our ragged breaths as I lay Nova back onto the blanket, our makeshift altar to Aphrodite herself. The sunset has bled away, leaving a canvas of stars above us—a celestial audience to our fervor.
"God, Blaze," she sighs as my hands explore her, every touch a promise, every caress a testament to my yearning. "I want you—so much."
"Nova," I rasp, my voice a rough-edged whisper that carries our sins out to sea. "I've never wanted anything like I want you."
Her dress is a memory carried off by the breeze, her skin bathed in moonlight. My fingers dance down her body, tracing the delicate ink etched into her flesh—a roadmap of her soul that leads me to her core. She's wet for me, ready, and I savor the taste of her on my lips, her moans a sweet harmony with the ocean's roar.
"Please, Blaze." Her plea is raw, unfettered. "Don't make me wait."
I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock teasing her, torturing us both with the promise of what's to come. This is power, this moment of poised anticipation, yet I'm powerless against her allure. With a single thrust, I bury myself deep within her, and her cry is swallowed by the night.
"Fuck!" I groan, lost in the velvet heat of her. Our bodies move together, a primal dance as old as time. The sand beneath us is witness to our union, each grain a silent confidant to our lust.
"Harder," she commands, and I obey, my own desires spiraling out of control. I grip her thighs, my pace relentless, driving us toward oblivion. She meets me stroke for stroke, a tempest to my flame.
"Nova, look at me," I demand, and she does, her eyes alight with that same torrential passion. In them, I see my own reflection—wild, untamed, consumed.
"I love you," I confess amidst our carnal ballet. "I fucking love you, Nova."
"Blaze—I'm so close," she whimpers, her body tensing, coiling tight around me.
"Come with me," I urge, and it's all she needs. Together we fall over the edge, our cries mingling with the symphony of the sea, the rush of blood in our ears, the pounding of our hearts.
Panting, I collapse beside her, our limbs entwined, our bodies slick with the evidence of our desire. The night air chills our heated skin, but we find warmth in each other's embrace.
We lie there in silence, the afterglow enveloping us, the tide kissing the shore with gentle murmurs. Her hand finds mine, fingers lacing together—a silent vow that speaks louder than any words could. I kiss her forehead, and she snuggles closer, her head resting on my shoulder.
"Stay with me tonight," she murmurs, her breath warm against my skin.
"Always," I reply, because where else could I possibly be but here? Here, with her—the girl who's become my everything.
***
The morning sun filters through the blinds, casting a warm glow on Nova's face. I'm still reeling from last night, feeling like a man possessed. There's a savage satisfaction that lingers in my muscles, a raw edge to every thought.
"Morning," Nova murmurs, her eyes fluttering open, reflecting a sea of emotions—tenderness, curiosity, love.
"Hey," I answer, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. I watch as she stretches, cat-like, her movements languid and full of grace.
"Last night was..." She pauses, biting her lip. "More than I ever imagined."
"I want to make every night like that for you," I confess, the weight of my arm around her feeling both protective and possessive. "You've got me in deep, Nova."
She smiles, a flash of mischief in her eyes. "Well, now it's my turn. I have something planned for you tonight. Your world, your rules." She's teasing me now, her voice light but her gaze serious. "Gaming night, just you and me."
"Really?" I ask, surprised. Gaming is my sanctuary, a realm where I reign supreme. That she wants to step into it for me...it's a gesture that speaks directly to my core. "You sure you're ready for that?"
