Sylvia's hesitations melted as she placed her hand on his cheek. This man… she wanted to give him everything she had, right at this moment. She didn't care about anything else.
Sylvia's fingers fumbled at his belt, trembling, hesitant. For so long, she had resisted because of the fear of becoming bound in a way she couldn't undo and the fear of carrying his child before she could fully trust him. But now, it was gone. Replaced by a silent surrender. The promise of marriage hung between them, unspoken but understood, a future woven from the threads of this very moment.
Aldric placed a gentle kiss on her cheeks as she unbuckled his belt. His trousers slipped down, with him exposed, just like she was, each sharing the vulnerability.
His movements grew bolder, hands sliding lower, mapping the planes of her body, the small swell of her hips, the gentle curve of her waist. She trembled beneath him, an electric tension radiating from the very core of her being.
