Forever Or Never

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Adalie Riva

First there is nothing. Only silence. A sea of oblivion .
Then The first thing she noticed was the light. Even though dusk appeared to have settled around her, the sun still shone from beyond the window, its light faint and warm . The bed was the largest bed she'd ever seen in her life. It appeared to be fashioned of twisting vines carved from a pale tree that smelled of cedar and spice. The coverlet felt as soft as a cloud to the touch.

Where am I ? She wonders. Dark
amusement winds through her
All at once flashes of memory take shape. The laughter of people , the popping of champagne bottles . An image emerges from the chaos, sharpening with each second. A man -his eyes like emeralds, his hair like spilled ink-
She swallowed at the memory of the Emerald eyed stranger coming toward her, the chittering echo of its death cry. Then him dangerously making love to her several times throughout the night and by dangerous she meant the type of love making that makes one go mad
Shivering, she pulled the cloudlike coverlet to her chin.

She fell back against the mound of pillows and sighed . The smell of crushed herbs lingered on her fingertips She stretched her limbs, expecting to feel a twinge of pain.
Nothing at all disturbed her. It was as if she'd woken from a healing sleep.
A knock resounded at the door.
"Come in," she said after tugging the coverlet higher once again.

In walked the Emerald eyed stranger . Her grasp on the coverlet tightened
She wanted to pull him close so she might breathe in the scent on his skin.

He stood at the foot of the immense bed, dressed in loose trousers and a long, collarless tunic of raw silk. He looked . . . Beautiful
Color rose in her cheeks . She'd spent the last minute staring at him like a lovesick fool. She cleared her throat and pursed her lips.
"Are you feeling well?" he asked.
She nodded.
He drew closer "are you not hungry ?"
She bit her lower lip. "I am. Quite hungry"
she murmured, her eyes bright.

He paused then he was beside her before she could blink
He tucked an wild strand behind her ear , she drew him closer her fingers tracing along his jaw .

She sat up and pulled him close and pressed her lips to his with a gentle kiss. His left hand traced along her collarbone. his fingers twined through her hair

She dragged him down onto the bed, luxuriating in the feel of his body against hers. In the way the cloudlike coverlet seemed to swallow them whole.
Then she gripped his shoulders and rolled until he was beneath her, her knees on either side of his hips.
She knew what she wanted, and she had no plans to be coy about it.
Perhaps it wasn't safe. Fire was rarely safe. But it made her feel alive. And she was not a damsel in distress, waiting to be rescued by a knight on a shining horse.
She stared down at him , her fingers dragging across his chest. Slowly. Deftly. He took in a sharp breath, his Emerald eyes darkening into drops of hazel blue
Then He laughed
His low laughter rumbled against her ear. " My name is Luca "

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Hey my name is Dahlia & this is an idea that manifested in my mind and I was intrigued so I decided why not bring it to life
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