Chapter 125
Elijah Vaughn.
The gentle warmth of the morning wrapped around me like an invisible blanket, and when I opened my eyes, 1 realized I was still lying on top of Dante’s warm, solid body.
A silly smile tugged at my lips, and I pressed a soft kiss to his chin.
Even in sleep, his features were sharp and strong.
He looked like he’d been hand–sculpted, and a part of me still wondered how a man that beautiful had chosen me.
Sometimes, it all felt like a dream.
Like any second now, someone would wake me up and tell me it was all just in my head.
But he had chosen me.
And that was enough.
My fingers traced a gentle line along his jaw as I leaned in to plant a series of soft kisses on his face.
The corner of his mouth curled into a sleepy smile, even without opening his eyes.
His arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling me closer.
“Good morning, my love,” he murmured, his voice husky with sleep.
“Good morning, baby.”
I continued kissing him softly.
“Did you sleep well?”
He opened his eyes, revealing that deep, dark gaze that, to me, was more beautiful than any starlit sky.
It was like a black hole–mysterious, dense, pulling everything in.
And yet, I felt safe inside it.
“How could I not sleep well? With you in my arms… it was a perfect night.”
The smile he gave me made me kiss his chin again, tenderly.
“And you?” he asked, returning the gesture.
“I slept like a rock. Your body’s warm, comforting… amazing. I love that.”
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1 kissed his neck softly.
He leaned in and kissed me on the lipsa slow, tender kiss filled with emotion.
“I love you, Elijah.”
I smiled like a love–struck fool.
I love you too, Dante. So much.”
I cupped his face in my hands and deepened the kiss.
It grew more intense as my tongue explored his mouth slowly but firmly.
I led, and he surrendered.
His hands gripped my waist, and our bodies fit together perfectly.
The kiss grew deeper, more passionate, until the need for air pulled us apart, breathless.
Our eyes stayed locked as we tried to catch our breath.
“Let’s take a shower and eat something?” I asked suddenly, as my stomach gave a small growl.
He chuckled softly.
“I love your laugh. You need to laugh more,” I said with a grin.
“That won’t be a problem. You make me laugh so easily, my love.”
He kissed me one last time before we got up.
I stretched my arms and gave a long, satisfying stretch as I watched him do the same.
His uniform still hung loosely around his waist, revealing that flawless torso.
Every muscle looked like it had been sculpted to perfection.
The sight of him left me slightly hypnotized.
He tied his hair back with a band and stepped closer with a mischievous grin.
“I love when you look at me like a predator, bunny.”
“How could I not? Have you seen yourself in a mirror? You’re insanely hot and gorgeous, my husband.”
I saw his eyes darken with desire
Suddenly, his hand gripped the back of my neck firmly and pulled me into a deep kiss.
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It was rough, wild, and full of unrestrained hunger.
His tongue invaded my mouth like it was trying to merge with mine, and our bodies pressed together.
My breath quickened, my hands slid over his broad shoulders, and for a moment, the only thing that existed was him–his mouth, his taste, his heat.
We pulled away when air became necessary, and he smiled, still holding my neck.
Slowly, he let go.
“Come on, my love.”
He intertwined our fingers.
We left the cell hand in hand, walking down the corridor to the bathroom.
As soon as we arrived, I began to take off my uniform and left it folded on the wooden bench.
I walked to the shower, turned on the tap, and let the water fall on me.
I closed my eyes, feeling the heat flow through every corner of my body.
Soon I noticed his presence approaching.
His lips touched my shoulders and the back of my neck, making me smile fondly. Then he took the soap and began to wash me carefully.
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