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Chapter 117: Sun-Kissed and Mine-3
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“Work?” Maya asked, brow furrowed slightly, though a smile tugged at her lips.
Damien’s grin deepened. He lifted her easily, legs wrapping around his waist. “Yeah, work,” he said, voice teasing. “Making babies.”
Maya laughed, a soft, breathy sound that made him chuckle against her lips. He kissed her again, slow and lingering, then carried her back toward the bedroom, both of them laughing quietly as the morning light streamed around them.
Damien carried her effortlessly into the bedroom, setting her down gently on the edge of the bed. He paused for a moment, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face, eyes dark with a mix of mischief and tenderness.
Without another word, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a slow, possessive kiss. Maya responded instantly, her hands tangling in his hair as his strong arms drew her closer. Clothes were shed with deliberate care, their touches hungry but reverent, savoring every curve, every sigh, every shiver that passed between them.
Damien moved with steady, deliberate rhythm, each thrust measured, tender, and intense, matching the heat and urgency of their shared desire.
Maya’s soft moans filled the room, mingling with Damien’s low, ragged breaths. Her nails traced patterns across his back, leaving a trail of shivers in their wake.
The heady scent of their arousal-warm, musky, intimate-hung thick between them, intoxicating and close. Every gasp, every tremor, every whispered name drew them tighter together, their bodies moving in perfect, intimate synchrony, bound in a heat that felt endless and consuming.
When the waves of pleasure finally ebbed, they collapsed onto the bed, limbs tangled, skin slick with the evidence of their desire.
The lingering taste of sweat and sex, the subtle warmth of their mingled juices, pressed them close, making the quiet aftermath feel charged with the memory of everything they’d just shared.
Damien draped an arm over her, pulling her closer. His voice was low, teasing, almost breathless. “We need to make sure every drop stays in… one of them can be our baby,” he murmured, and Maya shivered at the words, a mix of awe and warmth coursing through her.
Her lips curved into a soft, breathy laugh, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. “You’re serious about that, huh?” she whispered, a flush creeping up her cheeks.
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Damien’s thumb brushing lightly over her cheek. “Of course,” he murmured, low and possessive. “You’re the only woman who has the right to bear my child. So… stay still, love,” he added with a mischievous glint, “let my swimmers swim properly.”
Maya blinked, a mix of shock and amusement dancing in her eyes. “Wait… what?” she murmured, a soft laugh escaping her.
“Stay still, so you won’t spill,” he said, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple.
Maya giggled, hiding her face against him, her heart racing. “You’re ridiculous… but I love it.”
They lay there, hearts hammering, breaths mingling, savoring the warmth, the softness, and the contented heaviness of being together-body and soul entwined, cocooned in their own private fire.
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