The Professor's Mate Clause novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101

We lie in bed, holding each other. None of us were able to sleep, we were both thinking, both knowing this might be our last night. Our last moments of peace. Our last chance to just be together without war. Without death. Without everything that comes tomorrow.

The silence between us isn’t empty. It’s heavy with everything we’re afraid to name. Every breath feels counted. Every touch feels like a promise we’re not sure fate will let us keep.

“I don’t want to waste tonight sleeping.” Freya whispers. Her voice trembles, not with doubt-but with courage. The kind you find when you love someone more than your own survival.

“Want to spend every second conscious and aware that I’m with you. Making memories that last. Whether I survive tomorrow or not. Want tonight burned into my soul. Something death can’t take away.”

“Then let’s make memories. Let’s spend tonight celebrating us. Celebrating love, Celebrating everything we’ve built. Everything we are. Everything we’ll always be regardless of what tomorrow brings.” I turn to face her. “Let me worship you. Let me show you. Let me make tonight so perfect you carry it with you forever, let me shoot my seeds into you.

Tonight isn’t about desire. It’s about proof. Proof that we existed. That we chose each other. That even if tomorrow takes everything, it can never erase this.

She kisses me. “Then show me. Make tonight unforgettable. Make love to me like it’s the last time. Like tomorrow doesn’t exist. Like nothing matters except this. Us. Now.”

I undress her slowly. Reverently. Memorizing every inch. Every curve. Every mark. Every scar from training. From fighting. From becoming the warrior she is. Each one tells a story. Each one proves her strength. Each one makes her more beautiful. More perfect. More mine.

“You’re stunning. Every inch. Every part. Everything you are. Stunning.” I kiss down her body. Taking my time. No rushing. No urgency. Just worship. Adoration. Love made physical.

She shivers under my touch. “Adrian. Please…”

“You have me. All of me. Forever. Even if tomorrow separates us. You have all of me. Always.” I continue my exploration. Kissing. Licking. Tasting. Learning her body like I’m discovering it for the first time even though I’ve known it intimately for weeks.

When I reach between her thighs she’s already wet. Ready.

Desperate

I lean closer and I taste her. She gasps. Hands flying to my hair. Gripping. Holding me there. Demanding without words. Begging through touch.

I worship her with my mouth. Slow. Thorough. Building her up gradually. No rushing toward completion. Just pleasure Connection. Showing her through action what words can’t express. How much I love her Need her Cherish her

She comes apart on my tongue Beautiful. Perfect. Screaming my name Back arching Thighs trembling Everything I wanted Everything I needed Everything that matters.

I kiss my way back up She pulls me into a kiss Tasting herself on my lips Moaning at the mitmacy. The connection The complete surrender to each other.

“Inside me. Need you inside me.” She wraps her legs around my waist Pulling me closer Demanding Begging Needing

I slide in slowly. Savoring every inch Every sensation. The way she stretches around me. The way she fits perfectly. “The way we’re designed for each other Made for each other. Meant for each other

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