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Pixie’s breath caught in her throat, her heart racing.The weight of his words settled over her, filling her with a mixture of warmth and excitement.
She had never thought she would find someone who would make her feel like this—not just wanted, but needed, cherished, and loved in ways she couldn’t have imagined.But Beast was everything.
Her hands found his, and she threaded her fingers through his, pulling him closer.The intensity in his eyes matched the storm of emotions she felt swirling inside her, but there was something else there too—a quiet certainty.
He wasn’t asking her to make a decision out of nowhere.He was asking her to build a life with him, a life that was grounded in love, trust, and a bond neither of them had ever thought they would experience.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, a tear slipping from her eye before she could stop it.
She hadn’t expected it—hadn’t expected to feel the way she did.But there was no doubt in her heart.“Yes, Beast.I’ll be your old lady.I’m yours,” she whispered.
A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, the warmth in his eyes matching the fire burning between them.
“You have no idea how much that means to me,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.“You’re mine, Pixie.Always.”
Her heart swelled in her chest at the intensity of his words, a warmth spreading through her like wildfire.It wasn’t just his promise that made her feel this way, but the certainty in his eyes, the raw truth behind everything he said.She didn’t need any more explanation.She knew.
Without thinking, she leaned in, capturing his lips with hers in a kiss that started off soft, gentle, tasting the sweetness of the moment.It was as if they were savoring the words they’d just exchanged, the weight of them settling between them, turning their hearts into one steady beat.
But soon, that soft kiss deepened, slow and deliberate, like two souls finally finding each other after years of searching.They moved their lips together, a perfect rhythm of longing and desire.The world around them faded, leaving nothing but the taste of each other, the heat of their bodies, and the overwhelming sense of rightness in their connection.
Beast cupped her face with his hand, his touch possessive and gentle at the same time.He pulled her closer, his fingers caressing her skin, tracing the lines of her jaw as if he couldn’t get enough of her.
She melted into him, letting herself fall into the warmth of his embrace, the strength of his arms surrounding her like a fortress she never wanted to leave.Every doubt she’d carried—every fear, every hesitation—vanished.She didn’t need anything else, not when she had him.Not when they had this.
And for the first time, she allowed herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, she had found something she’d never thought possible—a future.A life.A family.And it was with him.
When they finally pulled apart, their foreheads resting together, their breath heavy in the stillness of the evening, Pixie felt more at peace than she ever had in her life.
She closed her eyes for a moment, soaking in the beauty of everything that had happened.The sky above them was turning a deep shade of indigo, stars beginning to twinkle in the vast expanse.It was a new night, a new beginning.
Beast’s voice, low and husky, broke the silence.“Let’s go inside.I have something to show you.”
Curiosity stirred in her, but the pull of him was so strong, so undeniable, that she allowed him to guide her without question.His hand was a constant at the small of her back, firm and reassuring.
As they entered the house, Pixie looked around, but Beast’s focus was only on her.There was something in his eyes, a flicker of something dangerous and protective that sent a thrill through her.
He led her up the stairs, their footsteps quiet against the wooden floors.The newly renovated bedroom awaited them, and the air in the house seemed to thrum with anticipation.
Pixie had seen glimpses of it before, but tonight, everything felt different.The space, though still new, felt like a home.Their home.
He didn’t speak as he closed the door behind them, the click of the latch a quiet promise.His hands found her again, this time at her waist, tugging her close as if the distance between them had never been enough.
His lips claimed hers in a kiss that was harder, deeper, a claim that left no room for doubt.He was marking her, and in that moment, she wanted nothing more than to be marked by him.
Pixie’s heart pounded in her chest as she let herself be swept away by the heat of his touch.There was no hesitation now, no fear of the past.All that mattered was this—this man, this moment, this future they were beginning to build together.
She could feel the fire of his desire as his hands slid beneath her shirt, lifting it over her head with a roughness that made her pulse race.
She gasped at the intensity of it, but there was no panic.No fear.Just the certainty that this was right.That he was the one she was meant to be with.
Beast paused for a moment, his eyes searching hers, as if asking for permission.But there was no need for words.She pulled him closer, her hands roaming to the back of his neck, pulling him into another kiss.This time, it was a promise, that they were no longer holding back.
The heat between them grew, the world around them narrowing until it was just the two of them.No past.No fear.Just them, here and now, lost in each other.
Beast used his expert hands and mouth on her body, and soon, they were both lost in the feel of each other, in the intimacy of their connection.
The bed creaked beneath them as they moved, as they shed the remnants of their clothes, until they were both bare, skin against skin.
