Borrowed But Mine: An Arylie FF

Borrowed But Mine: Chapter 58

A/N:

First off this is an 18+ chapter but I have marked off the racy parts with two xxxx lines. These parts end at ****** lines and material after the asterisks are safer to read. This might make it slightly glitchy for the below 18 readers but, there was no good way to edit this chapter. 

So there. Read with discretion please. 

Today's song dedication is very dear to my heart. 

I am in love with this song, honestly. And it expresses Aryan and Imlie's feelings at this point of their journey so well. Especially Aryan's I think. In this chapter, its apt. You'll see what I mean. 

Yun Tere Hue Hum, by Jubin Nautiyal and Palak Mucchal, from the movie Salaam Venky

I'm linking it here in case you want to hear it before you read the chapter. 

I've translated the lyrics in English at the end of the chapter.

Also, apologies for another long one. But make sure you don't miss the end. 

https://open.spotify.com/track/2YJyPigO4y5F8vKsdlNHHz?si=7f1c3c49b7514708 

Chapter 58

Still in the sweet embrace of sleep, Imlie's lips tugged up in a faint smile. Warm lips slowly covered her face with kisses. Unwilling to quite wake up yet, she instinctively recognized the bestower of said kisses and cupped the back of Dream Aryan's head.

The smile on her lips faded as he traced the shell of her ear, then kissed a spot right in front of it where her jaw met her ear. 

Her breath hitched on a soft hiccup. 

Clever that he was, Dream Aryan lingered at the catch in her breath, darting out  the tip of his tongue to flick the spot before he nibbled the sensitive skin.

Imlie shivered. 

One strip of skin and somehow he managed to ignite a heat that raced down through her veins to end up in a throb that demanded sating between her legs again. 

Dream Aryan was just as skilled as real life Aryan. 

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His lips trailed lower, lazily nibbling and nipping down her neck to dip into the hollow at its base before continuing an abrasive journey, the bristle of his beard painting red across the skin of her chest as he reached his destination. 

She whimpered as a warm hand molded over her tingling breast, a thumb teased a dusky peak, his tongue drew maddening circles around the hardened nub, denying her the warm suction that her body so craved.