Chapter 50: Losing You

Amarantha's POV

"Amarantha..." Iram whispered my name. We were laying on his bed. Clothes still intact.

I just hugged him closely looking at the ceiling.

My heart was still racing miles and miles now that my body was still approximately beside him but I was already grown tired. I couldn't concentrate. I wondered if he still could read my mind. I hope not. I didn't want him to know how badly I wanted him to touch me.

I admit. I wanted it badly. There's something within me that wanted to come out. Something that even the most powerful creatures couldn't control. My insides craved carnal desires I never knew I had before.

But that urge was beginning to fade when suddenly, I began to remind myself many times about humbleness. When my humanity resonated in me, that drive would slowly drift away from my mind.

Holding his hand was a different kind of story. His warmth comforted me. It was the most soothing thing I had ever experienced in my entire life. It felt like home. Serene.

"Hmm..." I