ENTWINED HEART

the world around us melted away, we felt the presence of just two of us , i lost in the enjoyment of our kisses.

The kiss was soft and gentle, yet passionate and intense, leaving me feeling like I was floating on air. I had never imagined that a kiss could be so powerful, I was consumed. I was falling in love with him more.

we pulled back again, gasping for air, Lyrien's eyes locked onto mine, and I saw the same spark of passion and excitement reflected back at me.

I felt the warmth of Lyrien's lips against mine. His lips were soft, gentle, yet passionate.

His hands traced my body, tracing a path of fire along my hair, down my neck, and lingering on my waist. I was feeling my skin tingle at his touch.

His hand gently cupped my rear, I couldn't suppress the soft moan that escaped my lips.

He scooped me into his arms and placed me on the nearby table, clearing it of any obstacles that might hinder our intimate moment. As our lips reunited, I felt a burning desire within me.

I felt his hands lingered on the zipper of my gown, he gently eased it down, inch by inch, I could feel the agitation of my heart like the crescendo of a symphony. His touch sent shivers coursing through my body as it made me want more.

I felt vulnerable yet excited when he made me naked. The desire in his eyes was glooming as it made me want more, slowly he traced his kissed down to my navel, down to my inner thighs. The air in the room seemed to vibrate with the energy of our desire.

His lips descended upon my navel, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. I responded with a soft moan, my mind clouded with lust as the heat between us continued to rise, Lyrien's traced his hand exploring my vagina. My pulse quickened with every gentle stroke, every teasing touch.

His lips moved lower, his warm breath sending a shiver through my core. He licked my clitoris, before his tongue flicked out, eliciting a moan from deep within me. I was craving for mor, his touch, and his intoxicating presence. He continued driving me to the brink of ecstasy. With each kiss, each caress, my resolve crumbled, leaving me at his mercy.

my fingers locked in his hair, I pulled him closer, my breaths coming in short, ragged gasps.

His eyes met mine, the fire in them scorching my soul. "Do you trust me?" His voice was filled with desire.

I could feel my heart racing in my chest, my body trembling with anticipation. "Yes," I gasped, "I trust you."

Lyrien's fingers gently unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts from their confines. I watched the look in his eyes as he stared at them, how high and soft it was, I watched as he lowered his head, his lips finding my nipple, teasing me,I trailed my hands down Lyrien's chest to explore every inch of his body. As my fingers found the hardness straining against his trousers, I couldn't help but shudder with desire,

With swift, deliberate movements, Lyrien lifted me off the table and carried me towards the bed, he removed his trousers and freeing his pulsing arousal, with tantalizing slowness, Lyrien's hands slipped beneath the sheets, finding my most sensitive areas with practiced ease. I arched my back in invitation, my breath coming in ragged pants.

He didn't keep me waiting for long as I feel his entrance in a low growl, he entered me, his pace slow and deliberate at first, letting me feel every inch of him.

I moaned, my back arching even further as he found a rhythm, his hips grinding against me. His hands gripped my breasts, squeezing and massaging them as he quickened his pace, driving me wild with desire.

I gasped, my nails digging into Lyrien's back as he pounded into me. Our bodies moved together in a frenzy of desire, the sounds of our moans and our flesh slapping against each other filling the room.

My heart raced, my body straining against him as he plunged into me again and again. I urged him on, my words spilling from my lips in a breathless ."Harder...deeper..."

Lyrien obliged, he gripped my hips for leverage as he thrust into me with renewed vigor.

I felt my body reaching its peak, my core tightening around Lyrien's length with each thrust. My cries echoed through the room, a primal sound of pleasure and ecstasy.

With one final, powerful thrust, Lyrien buried himself deep inside me, his body shaking as he released his seed into me. I joined him in that moment, my own climax washing over me in a wave of pure pleasure.

I lay there, my chest heaving as I came down from the high of our lovemaking. Lyrien pulled out of me, his manhood still engorged and glistening. The sight of him left me breathless, my body still tingling from our intense encounter.

He collapsed beside me, his arms wrapping around my spent form as we drifted into a state of blissful repose. In that moment, I knew that what we had shared was more than just a physical connection—it was a bond that ran deeper than the flesh.

Lyrien's face was a study in masculine beauty, his features illuminated by satisfaction. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear. "I've never felt this way about anyone before."

His words filled my heart with warmth, making me want to curl into him and stay there forever. "I love you, too," I murmured, tracing a finger down his cheek. "You're so handsome...your eyes are like pools of molten gold."

suddenly we heard the foosteps of an unknown people moving closer to our house, we could smell them, they aren't human obviously, there presence smell dangerous.

I felt a chill run down my spine as the sound of footsteps and running grew louder. Lyrien's grip on my hand tightened, and he whispered, "Stay silent."

I nodded, my heart racing with fear.