320: ARCANE ARDOR

ARIEL'S POV With Luke and I standing and embracing in our bedroom, the warmth of his touch enveloped me like a comforting cocoon. The passion was lucent, and indeed, it was magnificent. Fully verified, with the lovely desires being magnified. Our lips met in a soft, tender kiss, a silent exchange of love and reassurance. At that moment, all the worries and uncertainties melted away, leaving only the undeniable connection between us. A connection that was so heavenly, bringing the thoughts of me being in paradise to my head. The golden feeling sparkled upon me. In the blissful moment, our kiss deepened, and Luke's hands roamed gently over my body, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from deep within me. Each caress sent shivers of anticipation coursing through my veins, with the imposing flames that burned with an intensity I had never known before. With practiced ease, Luke began to slowly undress me, his touch reverent and tender. Each article of clothing fell away, leaving me expose