Chapter 75

Megra

My body is filled with passion, a true sentiment for my time away from Nathaniel. I respond to every touch with eagerness as I am swept into waves of passion. My troubles are buried as I sink my nails into his back as his kisses ravage my neck. How could I have gone for so long without him, without his touch? For a moment, we forget that we are not alone in the cabin, and we fill the rustic air with our moans, each louder than the next. A reminder that we belong to each other.

I lie in bed, the sheets twisted around my body, my skin still glistening with sweat. My heart pounds in my chest, a steady reminder of the passion that just filled this room. I can feel the warmth of Nathaniel’s body beside me, his breathing still heavy, his hand resting on my bare back. The air is thick with the scent of us—of our love, our need for each other. My mind swirls with a thousand thoughts, but one feeling stands out among the rest: happiness. For the first time in what feels like an eternity,