Moonlit Devotion

When she was spent, he shifted slightly, still buried inside her, holding her close. Their foreheads touched, breaths mingling, hearts racing in unison. “You belong with me, Lyra. Always.” he murmured, voice thick with need and devotion.

Lyra’s fingers traced down his arms, over his back, clinging to him. “Always yours,” she whispered, eyes shining, a soft smile curving her lips.

The fire crackl