❝𝒏𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒃𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒂.❞
(i will fear no evil)
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𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔
Five years had passed since the divine deal was made and a lot had changed, following the phase of time.
Elianna sta...
"amor animi arbitrio sumitur, non ponitur." (we choose to love, we do not choose to cease loving)
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Rivia: Ajayib, Town of Central Rivia, Elianna's Residence
• Elianna •
Rowan settled her on the ledge of the bath and brought his lips to her, kissing her slowly and gently in a savouring manner. It was almost impossible for her to handle the bittersweet taste of his lips with all the emotions threatening to split at the seams. The way his fingertips brushed across all the scars she had known on her body — the knife scars on her wrists after new moons, the mark of resurrection on her chest that Mother left, the dagger scar below her ribs in exchange of the love of her life and all the striae on her abdomen that remained after bearing their beautiful child — and the way he carefully kissed over each of them, made her forget about the probable unlovely appearance of each. Instead, she felt brave and beautiful.
His hands, together with his lips, scorched a trail of fire as he made a path down her body reverently. Even when she couldn't see, she knew exactly where he was heading and when he parted her legs and his hands slid up between her thighs, she had wanted to clamp her legs together. However, her whole body piqued and she also wanted nothing more than to melt into him with all the burning passion and tension that blazed within her. He asked with his warm breath searing the patch of skin below her navel, "Do you want me to stop?"
It's been a long while since she experienced any intimacy and she felt embarrassed to the point of wanting to vanish but she didn't want him to stop. Almost breathless, she wiggled a little in his hold as she admitted softly, "I don't want you to stop, Rowan. But I'm nervous, I hadn't—"
"I know," he breathed quietly. "I know, love. I'm equally flustered."
He stood and the sound of water splashing against his body caused her heart to skitter as she felt him close to her. Then, he took her hand and placed it right above his chest. Even without magic, she could feel the quickened pace of his heart as it drummed firmly beneath.
Knowing that his emotions mirrored hers had brought a lot of comfort to her but also guilt. Despite all the anxiousness, he continued to approach her while all she did was hide. How foolish of me. She reprimanded herself mentally before her hand reached to fold around his neck and brought her lips to his.
Five years later, her kisses were still clumsy as ever and she had even accidentally knocked her teeth against his, but she made no attempts to pull back. All because she had wanted him to know that she waited for him for a long time to be this close to him again. She waited for forever and she refused to wait for any second longer.
"Elianna," Rowan groaned into their kiss huskily.
Their hands tangled as they touched, not wanting to miss any lines and curves on each other's body. Heat rose headily between them, with every movement, every shared breath and every moan pulling them closer to each other.
