10- Longing

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Ella straddled Lucien, her knees pressing into the bed on either side of his hips. The weight of her decision settled over them like a warm blanket, banishing the fears that had haunted her for so long. She gazed down into his stormy grey eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation, but all she found was a fierce intensity that mirrored her own resolve.

“I’m done living in fear,” she declared, her voice steady. “I accept all of you, Lucien—every part, both good and bad, beautiful and ugly.”

His heart raced at her words, her fierce determination igniting something deep within him. She leaned forward, her hands resting on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her palm. “I want this,” she whispered, vulnerability mingling with courage. “I want you.”

Lucien reached up, brushing his fingertips along her jawline, marveling at the beauty before him—the strength, the passion, the light she radiated. “You have no idea what you’re getting into,” he said, his voice low and gravelly, a mix of awe and caution.

“I don’t care,” she replied boldly, leaning closer, her lips nearly brushing against his. “You’re worth the risk. I want to know everything about you—the man behind the facade, the darkness that haunts you. I want to be a part of your world.”

The intensity in her gaze made his heart thrum with longing and fear alike. “Ella…” he began, but she silenced him with a finger pressed gently against his lips.

“No more excuses,” she urged, her breath mingling with his, a tantalizing reminder of their connection. “We can’t keep pretending that we don’t feel this. I won’t let the complications scare me away anymore.”

With that, she closed the distance between them, her lips crashing against his in a fervent kiss. Lucien responded instantly, his hands finding her waist, anchoring her to him as he deepened the kiss. Every emotion they had both been suppressing surged to the surface—the desire, the need, the raw passion that had been building between them.

Ella’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, as if she were trying to merge their bodies into one. The heat between them intensified, igniting every nerve ending, wrapping them in a cocoon of shared longing.

Lucien pulled her closer, feeling her warmth seep into him, filling the emptiness he had tried to ignore for too long. He embraced her fully, the good and the bad, the darkness of his world and the light she brought. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once, and he knew there was no turning back.

As their kisses grew deeper, Ella ground her hips against him, feeling the unmistakable evidence of his desire pressing against her core. She relished in the way he responded to her, the way his hands roamed over her body, exploring the curves that he had craved for so long.

“God, Ella,” he murmured against her lips, his voice thick with lust. “You’re driving me insane.”

“Good,” she teased breathlessly, a playful smile breaking across her face. “I want you to feel everything. I want us to be free, together.”

With newfound determination, she began to rock her hips, savoring the way he responded, the way his breath hitched as desire swirled between them. Lucien’s hands gripped her waist tighter, guiding her movements, his body instinctively meeting hers.

Every thrust sent electric sparks of pleasure coursing through her, and Ella lost herself in the moment, allowing the weight of their complicated lives to fade away. In this cocoon of intimacy, there were no expectations, no threats—just the two of them and their shared connection.

“I’m yours, Lucien,” she gasped, her voice a mix of breathless delight and firm resolve. “Now and always.”

Lucien looked up at her, awe written across his face as her words resonated in his soul. “And I’m yours, Ella. Forever.”

As their bodies moved together in a perfect rhythm, she realized this was where she belonged—in his arms, fully embracing the storm they were creating together. No longer held back by fear, they surrendered to the passion that ignited their hearts, knowing that whatever lay ahead, they would face it together.

They both became undone, lost in each other’s embrace as waves of pleasure washed over them, intensifying with every breath, every movement. The world outside faded away, leaving only the heat of their bodies pressed together and the intoxicating connection that bound them.

Ella felt Lucien’s hands exploring her skin, tracing every curve and contour with reverence. Each caress sent shivers down her spine, igniting fires within her that she never knew existed. She reveled in the way he touched her, like she was the most precious thing in his world, and in that moment, she believed it wholeheartedly.

“Lucien…” she breathed, her voice barely a whisper as she lost herself in the sensations he stirred within her. “I need you.”

His response was immediate; he captured her lips once more, the kiss deepening as he pulled her closer, their bodies melding together in a passionate dance. His hands gripped her tighter, possessive yet tender, as if he were trying to anchor himself to her.

In the throes of their intimacy, time lost all meaning. Moments turned into an eternity as they moved together in a primal rhythm, bodies entwined and hearts racing. Lucien’s strength enveloped her, wrapping her in a protective cocoon while Ella’s softness melted away any remnants of his guarded facade.

With every thrust, they reached deeper into each other, their souls intertwining in a way that transcended the physical. Ella felt alive, exhilarated by the knowledge that she was exactly where she was meant to be. Lucien’s desire fueled her own, and she welcomed it with open arms, allowing it to wash over her like a tidal wave.

“Don’t hold back,” she urged, her voice breathy and full of longing. “Let go of everything.”

He responded with a primal growl, the sound reverberating through her as he pulled her even closer, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. The urgency built between them, a palpable force that consumed their every thought, every heartbeat.

As they reached the peak of their passion, Lucien felt the last of his restraint shatter. He surrendered to the moment, to her, letting the intensity of their connection carry him away. Ella gasped as she felt him release, her body responding to his in a symphony of pleasure that left them both breathless.

In the aftermath, they lay tangled together, hearts racing and bodies slick with sweat. The air was thick with the remnants of their passion, and they basked in the afterglow, their foreheads pressed together as they caught their breath.

“Ella,” Lucien murmured, his voice a low rumble. “What we just shared…”

“I know,” she interrupted softly, her fingers brushing through his hair. “It was everything. It felt right.”

He looked deeply into her eyes, searching for any hint of doubt, but all he found was warmth and sincerity. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this,” he confessed, his voice thick with emotion. “You’re the light in my darkness, and I don’t want to lose you.”

“I won’t let you lose me,” she promised, her gaze unwavering. “We’ll navigate this together. I’m not afraid anymore.”

As they lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, both felt a newfound sense of purpose. The world outside might still be complicated, but in this moment, they were free—two souls intertwined, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, together.

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