Part II: One Heart
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After dinner, Alessandro took Lissana in his arms and said goodbye to Cassian and Maya.
Maya didn’t want to go back to her room, especially because she felt good at that moment. She told Cassian, “No, I don’t want to go back to my room. Let’s do something fun, why don’t we?”
“Like what?”
“Let’s dance.”
“Are you sure? Maybe you should rest a bit more.”
“If you don’t want to dance, we can clash swords. I haven’t exercised in a while.”
Cassian knew that if he didn’t accept the first proposal, Maya would keep suggesting even crazier things. He sighed deeply and said, “Fine.”
“Clash swords?”
“No, dancing.”
Cassian stood up, extended his hand to Maya, and said, “Will you join me, my lady?”
Maya took Cassian’s hand and replied, “Yes, my prince.”
“How long will you keep calling me ‘my prince‘?”
“I like calling you that, so I don’t think I’ll stop doing it.”
Cassian led her to a salon that was usually used for dance practices. There was a large music box there. Cassian turned the crank on the side several times, and a sweet melody began to play. He approached Maya, bent by the waist, and said, “May I have this dance?”
“Of course, but wait a moment.”
Maya took off her shoes and said, “Now, I’m ready.”
Maya took Cassian’s hand. He placed his hand on her waist, and they began to move slowly to the music.
“I’m glad to see that you’re feeling better now.”
“Now that I am, we should take advantage and love each other.”
Cassian turned around and asked her, “What are you implying?”
Maya kissed him and said, “Exactly what you’re thinking.”
Maya separated from Cassian and started dancing in a different way. It was sensual and wild at the same time; her movements captivated Cassian. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.
The dance that Maya was doing was like how fairies danced. It was delicate, yet strong and seductive, as if her body had become one with the music. She had never shown it to Cassian before, but that day she
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wanted to–to share with her lover that dance that was an invitation to passion, desire, and lust.
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Maya kept dancing even when the music had stopped. She used the sound of the rain and distant thunder as her melody.
Cassian approached her until there was no distance separating them. He looked at her intently with surprisingly bright eyes, radiant as crystal being illuminated by sunlight. She was trapped in his gaze.
Cassian held her by the waist and covered her mouth with his own, with desperation, hungry and thirsty for her kisses. Maya clung to him with the same desperation, enjoying his kisses, savoring his lips. She could feel how much he desired her and desired him equally.
The world disappeared; all the problems, pain, and suffering she had gone through until that moment
seemed to vanish into thin air. Only Cassian remained–the heat of his skin, and the need to be closer to
him, to fit into him. Every movement of Cassian’s body against hers sent a jolt through her nerves.
“Maya, my love, you can’t imagine how much I love you.”
Cassian buried his face in her, kissing her cheek and her neck. He lifted her in his arms and carried her to
the sofa that was in a corner of the room, gently placing her down and continuing to kiss her.
The clothes began to bother them. They took off each other’s clothes while touching their bodies.
“I love you so much, Cassian.”
Maya had been sick for a long time, so long that it seemed like thousands of years had passed since the
last time they had made love, becoming one in intimacy.
Maya’s hands rediscovered Cassian’s body–the hard surfaces of his muscles, the dark scars from years
ago. She loved everything about him. She had loved him from the moment she had met him, even if she
didn’t know it back then. She had loved him from the center of her bones to the surface of her skin.
She ran her hands over the muscles of his back, reclaiming what she knew of him, drawing him, engraving
the sensation and texture of his body in her memory.
Cassian kissed her neck, her chest, and then returned to her lips and gave her an intense kiss.
Maya had spent months wishing to be well enough to love each other in that way. Until that day, she had felt that something was missing, but in that precise moment when they became one, she felt complete
again.
She wished to be like that forever, for it to last a lifetime, for everything to return to those first days when she had returned from the fairy realm and knew nothing about the invisible chains, the ties that bound her to the fairy realm. But she knew that Abril had only given her an extension, that it was only an illusion. No matter how much she wished for it with all her heart, it wouldn’t last. She had a limited time to be with her beloved, and she wondered if that was the reason why she had come to appreciate all those small
moments, no matter how insignificant or monotonous they seemed.
That night, wrapped in lust and passion, they made love until they were completely satisfied and happy
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because they had not only shared their bodies but also their hearts.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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