Page 59 of Chains of Nightshade

"How so?"

"They're softer. Peaceful." Her thumb traces my cheekbone. "I never thought I'd see you look at peace."

I catch her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm. "I never thought I'd find it." The bitterness that once consumed me has melted away, replaced by something I'd forgotten existed – contentment.

"Does this mean you're officially mine now?" A playful smile tugs at her lips.

"I've been yours since the moment you forgave me." I pull her closer, my tail coiling protectively around her. "The ceremony just makes it official."

She leans into me, her magic humming in harmony with mine. "And what does being yours mean?"

"It means you're stuck with a reformed manipulator who'd burn the world down to keep you safe."

"Reformed?" She raises an eyebrow. "That remains to be seen."

"You doubt me?"

"Never again." She kisses me softly. "But I do enjoy watching you try to prove yourself."

I growl playfully, nipping at her lower lip. "Then I'll spend eternity doing just that."

The cool night air of the valley caresses my serpentine scales as I unsheathe my cock. The moonlight dances across her skin, casting an ethereal glow that makes her seem almost otherworldly. I am struck, yet again, by the sheer beauty and power that radiates from her.

"You're breathtaking," I murmur, my voice a low rumble in the quiet night.

She smiles, her eyes locked onto mine as she closes the distance between us. "Show me what comes next, Aurel."

My tail coils reflexively beneath me, providing a stable platform as I guide her onto my lap. "I want you to ride me," I command, my hands instinctively seeking out the supple curves of her body.

Vera grins, her eyes alight with mischief and desire. She grinds her body against mine, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through us both. "Like this?" she teases, her movements deliberate and maddeningly slow.

I can barely contain the groan that builds in my chest, my hands tugging at the straps of her dress. "Yes, but let's not leave you overdressed for the occasion."

She chuckles, a sultry sound that seems to resonate with the magic that surrounds us. The fabric of her dress falls away, revealing the exquisite form beneath. My breath catches in my throat as I take in the sight of her, naked and unashamed. "I'll never tire of seeing you like this."

Vera leans in, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispers, "Then don't keep me waiting."

In one fluid motion, I align myself with her entrance and slowly begin to slide inside. The feeling of her warmth enveloping me is almost too much to bear, and I have to fight the urge to thrust deep and hard right from the start.

Vera moans, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she adjusts to my girth. "Aurel," she breathes, her voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and reverence.

"I've got you," I assure her, my hands gripping her hips as she starts to move.

She grins at me, her body moving with a slow, deliberate rhythm that threatens to unravel my sanity. Each roll of her hips sends waves of pleasure coursing through me, and I bite my lip to keep from growling in sheer ecstasy.

"Vera," I manage to say, my voice strained with the effort of holding back. "You're driving me mad."

She chuckles, the sound vibrating against my chest. "Good," she says, her voice filled with playful wickedness. "I want you to feel just a fraction of the chaos you've caused in my life."

I can't help but smile at her retort, even as my hands itch to touch her, to guide her movements and claim her completely. She takes pity on me, grabbing my hands and placing them on her waist. It's an invitation I'm all too eager to accept.

My fingers dig into her soft flesh as she rides me, her breasts bouncing with each motion. I can't tear my eyes away from the sight of her—hair wild, eyes alight with desire, skin aglow with the power of her magic. She's a vision of beauty and strength, and she's all mine.

"Aurel," she breathes, her voice a mere whisper carried away by the wind. "I need more."

In response, I thrust upward, meeting her rhythm and eliciting a moan that seems to echo through the entire valley. Our magic swirls around us, a tangible force that amplifies our pleasure and binds us together in ways that go beyond the physical.

"I'm going to fuck you like this," I growl, my tail coiling tighter around her. "Every day. For the rest of my life."

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