Chapter 254: Entwined At Daybreak-I
[Warning: Mature Content ahead]
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As the night began to fade, the sun slowly peeked over the horizon, announcing the arrival of dawn.
In the heart of a quiet mountain surrounded by lush greenery, a quaint cottage lay nestled in solitude, where two figures slept peacefully, far removed from the chaos of the world. Eve, snuggled closely against a large, warm body, rested in perfect comfort. She needed no other warmth than that provided by the man holding her.
Her eyes fluttered slightly, lashes fanning against her cheeks, before she finally opened them, only to be greeted by the breathtaking features of the man who gave meaning to her life.
She remained still for a few moments, taking in the surreal feeling of waking up beside him once again, something she had slowly grown accustomed to. She had soon become aware that whenever he was not next to her, she could not sleep as peacefully as she did now, wrapped in his embrace. Oh, how she missed it, this feeling, and how terribly she missed him when he was not around her in Dartmouth.
She traced his features with her bright blue eyes and noticed his incredibly thick, long lashes, lashes so striking they should have been illegal, capable of giving even the most beautiful woman serious competition.
Her gaze drifted lower, to his sharp, straight nose and then to his bow-shaped, sinful lips. As she stared at them, memories of how they had roamed over her body the night before surfaced in her mind. A dark crimson flush rose to her cheeks at the recollection of their coupling. She remembered how wild they had both become, how his hands had traced every inch of her body, and how deeply she had loved every moment of it. The heights of pleasure he had drawn from her felt utterly inexplicable, and merely thinking about it made a familiar warmth pool low in her stomach once again.
Feeling her throat go dry, she swallowed hard and pressed her thighs together. Without looking anywhere else, she raised the hand resting between them and lightly touched his cheek, lost in the memories of those precious moments with him, until she faintly recalled a tender whisper that had echoed in her mind just before she slipped into unconsciousness. "I love you."
She stirred at the memory, wondering whether she had imagined it or truly heard him say those words. Emotions flooded her heart once more at the thought that he might have said them, and she felt a sudden, aching urge to hear him say it again.
Under the blanket, she shifted closer to him until their lips were merely inches apart. Her eyes were drawn to them once again, and unable to hold herself back, she leaned in to bridge the gap, pressing a light kiss against his lips. She lingered there for a second or two before beginning to pull away, careful not to wake him from his deep slumber.
But just as she did, the arm around her waist tightened instinctively, drawing her back to him and urging her to continue the kiss she had started.
Startled, she parted her lips in surprise, only for him to slip his tongue into her mouth and deepen the kiss. Evelyn quickly lost herself in the sensation he ignited within her. Slowly, he moved his lips against hers, coaxing her to respond, which she did. She continued to caress his cheek as she matched the lazy, unhurried pace he set, her lips moving softly against his.
Ivan captured her upper lip with his, sucking gently before letting go, only to claim her lower lip next, this time drawing it between his teeth a little harder and pulled a soft moan from her. He finally pulled away, resting his forehead against hers. The corner of his lips curved into a smile as he took in her breathless state, and in a husky voice still heavy with sleep, he murmured, "Morning, baby."
Under his piercing yet tender gaze, her heart raced against her chest, and she breathed, "Morning."
Bringing her hands down from his cheeks to his chest, she asked softly, "Iβm sorry... did I wake you?"
As her palm traced the hard muscles beneath his skin, she felt his heartbeat quicken beneath her touch and heard him reply, "I was already awake... although," his hands, which had been resting firmly around her waist, slid lower to grip her plush curves as he added in a lazy rasp, "I would not mind waking up like this every day."
Eveβs cheeks burned at his low, seductive tone, and the heat she had felt for him the night before returned with full force. "I-I was just..." she tried to explain, but he pulled her closer, drawing another gasp from her lips when she felt the unmistakable hardness of him pressed against her stomach.
Her blue eyes widened at the sheer length pressed against her stomach, and then, slowly, her innocent gaze drifted downward, only to take in the blanket that had slipped slightly from their bodies. That was when she realised there was not a single piece of clothing on either of them.
"Oh my," she gasped, her hands shooting out instinctively to grab the blanket and cover herself, but as always, Ivan was faster. He caught both her hands in a firm grip and swiftly flipped her, pressing her back against the soft mattress beneath the weight of his strong body.
Leaning over her trembling form, he intertwined his fingers with hers and whispered close to her lips, "I think....it is time I teach you the best ways to start a day."
He lightly squeezed the hands held in his grip, sending a delicious shiver down her spine. She gulped softly, and Ivan clearly noticed how her pupils dilated with anticipation. A devastating smile bloomed across his face at her reaction. Slowly, he released one of her hands and let his palm trail from her wrist up her arm, over her shoulder, savouring every curve beneath his touch as he traced along her collarbone, over the gentle rise and fall of her breasts, and down her stomach until his hand reached the valley between her legs, already soaked for him.
A faint hiss escaped his lips as his fingers brushed against the softness of her tender, heated flesh, and Eve arched her back once more, instinctively pressing herself against him. She was, without question, the most captivating woman he had ever known. Every movement she made, every breath she took, mesmerised him completely, stirring in him a devotion so deep it made him want nothing more than to fall to his knees before her.
"Ivan," she rasped breathily as she felt his fingers skilfully running through her slickness before one slid smoothly inside her. Her eyes rolled back as she bit her lip at the intrusion, welcoming it as she clenched around him.
"Hm... you are so ready for me, Eve," he whispered in a strained voice as his finger moved in and out of her heated entrance. He swallowed hard, fighting the maddening urge to have her again, to hear her sweet lips call his name, to feel her wrapped around him once more.
Releasing her hand, he lifted his other one to her flushed cheek and brushed his thumb lightly against it. "You are truly the most beautiful woman I have ever come across... my beautiful Eve."
Leaning closer, he buried his face in the crook of her neck and rasped, "And I cannot wait to see you shatter beautifully around me once again."
With that, he withdrew his finger, brushed the blunt tip of himself against her entrance, nudging it a few times before, with one firm thrust, he pushed himself fully inside her, drawing a broken cry from her lips, "Ah... Iv-an."
