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• Luna •

Staring, Luna smiled and kissed Amir's lips. Stepping around her, he pressed a button on the sound system as a soft melody played through the speakers.

Pulling her close to his chest, he began swaying to the music, whispering, "I can't help but pull my wife close and dance with her. We've only gotten to dance one time tonight."

She sighed. "Considering all the information we had just learned, having a normal celebration and walima was far from my mind."

He sucked in a deep breath and looked into her eyes. "How do you feel about that?"

"Scared. Afraid. Wishing I didn't have this . . . power. I understand now why there are people who want their powers eliminated." A tear slipped from her eyes, but he caught it with his thumb. "Sorry. I'm just . . . rattled."

"Don't let it worry you."

Amir twirled her around as her body knocked quickly against his broad chest, his eyes burning with desire as he sang the lyrics toward her ear.

🎶 I'll always be with you, you're always
in my mind and in my heart.

"You know I love this song," she whispered, her arms holding him tight.

"I do, Moon."

"And I love it, even more, when I hear you sing it to me," she said, biting her lip.

"I'll make sure to remember that."

She let out a soft laugh. "Mm."

When the song finished, he turned their bodies around and brought her hands up to his lips, kissing her knuckles softly.

Moving closer to his clean-shaven face, inhaling his strong, pine scent, she whispered, "Tumhaari aawaaz khud hi mauseeqi hai."

She sensed it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside when she told him 'his voice itself was music.'

Reaching over to grab a bottle of fruit juice, he poured a small amount into two wine glasses, then handed her one. "To our future," he said, clicking them together.

"To taking the next step and living life as one."

"As one, Moon."

After taking a few small sips, he laid their glasses down on the end table and unbuttoned his shirt as her eyes raked up and down his body. Slowly settling over her, he placed both of his hands on either side of her face, slightly cooling her hair around her forehead with his breath.

Leaning forward, she felt the electricity between them snap and pull, like it was a tug-of-war between two actions. The electricity pulled harder, winning the battle. A wild and hot feeling rose deep from the pit of her stomach, pulsing quickly inside her skin.

She lifted her hands and thrust them into his hair, tugging him closer. Her husband's intense gaze suddenly closed as she ran a thumb over his lips, feeling him suck on the tip of her finger. She began moving her hands across his chest and down his arms, pulling at his waist as his arousal hit her core.

He moved back and inhaled a breath as she leaned up to kiss his lips. "The day is not over, my wife. I hope you aren't tired."

Adjusting her legs, she whispered, "I'm all yours, A."

He growled as he thrust gently between her parted legs. His eyes glowed in the dim light as he stared down at her, causing her body to shudder underneath him.

She felt his heart beating rapidly inside his chest, unable to slow down. Fire shot through her and sparked her alive, making her feel hot and desired as if their chemistry was like bolts of lightning striking everywhere.

His hands roamed along her skin, slightly trembling and making everything about this moment between them feel exhilarating. The moment they've anticipated was finally here, and she was overwhelmed with his seduction. They were about to make love for the first time, a moment she'd only dreamed of.

She was so in love with him.

While keeping her lips on his, he eased down and pinned her arms above her head. His lips were addicting, as she could taste them for eternity.

She deepened her tongue inside his mouth while feeling his emotions swim around with heady sensations. Even though they were wearing their lead rings, their souls were intertwined and in tune with each other.

Lowering his lips down to her neck, he left a fiery path of passion and angst, keeping her shaky body steady.

This was a first for him, but not her, and she could sense how intuitive he was at the thought of sharing his body with his soulmate.

His thoughts were loud and clear, and he couldn't stop thinking about how she and Sarah were the best things he'd been blessed with.

Shukria, Allah, he murmured in his mind.

She was beyond grateful for being a Tethered Soul. Hearing his thoughts made this moment soulful, intimate, and enchanted.

He roamed his hands down to her waist, and gently unzipped the back of her dress, gradually letting it fall to the floor. Then she felt him press her hands above her stomach and moved up and down slowly, staring deeply into her eyes. Each movement was slow, measured, tender, and allowed their hearts to connect, slowly unraveling.

With all they've been through, this moment made it all fade away. They now have the same blood running through their veins, and she could feel his fire deep inside his soul, waiting to feel the love she had for him.

With each exploration they did, his breathing became harsh and difficult to keep up. This wasn't her first time, but he made sure she was loved, cared for, and wanted. He wasn't trying to rush anything, but in her heart, she wouldn't have minded if he did.

After breaking away, she pulled her dress off her body and tossed it toward her chair at the vanity. Then he skimmed his fingers down her body, her nerves shaking under his touch.

He pulled back for a moment to rub between her legs, slowly easing forward, and pushed ever so gently against her opening.

She pulled him in, lifting her left leg around his waist as he cautiously slid in-between her wet folds, keeping their souls on track.

Luna could tell Amir wanted to slow down so it would last longer, but her soul urged him to go faster and not stop. His lips stayed on hers as he continued to pump delicately, her soft moans of pleasure escaping her mouth.

This moment was like a trance; it was imaginable. He felt amazing, and their love was natural and pure, something she'd never experienced. Even with her exes in the past. It became clearer for her when her father told her that their connection had nothing to do with their feelings for each other. Their tethered connection helped, but their souls being united for life made their moment ethereal.

He moved gently, erotically, and yet so passionately. A powerful wave of emotions swelled inside her stomach and stayed. They took turns moving in different positions to enjoy every ounce of their bodies as they stayed entwined.

What seemed like hours later, and probably was, she had reached her high, and he followed behind, spilling himself inside her. She wasn't worried about getting pregnant or wanting to be careful and wear a condom. It was their wedding night, and they were meant to explore this physical connection with each other.

She thought, if Allah granted them another little life to care for, they will accept that blessing. And she couldn't wait to have children with him.

Amir pushed himself toward her face and kissed her forehead. "I hope you feel okay. I was trying not to be . . . rough."

Her bones ached lightly, but she didn't focus on that, because he made her feel exhilarated and relieved. All the pent-up sexual tension they had over the past few months was finally released like a bat out of a cage, and she was now feeling free, soaring with her love.

"You were perfect," she murmured, yawning. "How romantic." She smiled while he giggled. "You weren't rough at all, A. You knew exactly what you were doing. I can't wait until next time."

A burst of laughter escaped his lips, and she dipped herself into the covers, hiding her flushed face.

That sounded like I was a sex addict.

As expected, he rolled onto his side and pulled her in, getting under the covers with her.

She pecked his shoulder, then his neck and chin caught her gaze. "When I said the phrase, 'next time,' I meant a different time. We'll enjoy ourselves more. Not that I didn't enjoy you this time."

His eyes roamed hers. "I'm looking forward to it. You are the only woman I could ever be with. Very cliché." She laughed into his chest as he rolled over onto his back. "I don't mean to sound like a broken record, Moon. You are everything to me and more. I've never pictured myself with any other woman. Like ever."

"What would you have done if I'd never moved forward from my past? If I chose to . . . stay alone?"

Luna loved the way Amir expressed his feelings and words to her, but she also loved how connected they both were.

"I would stay single until you were ready. Like I said before, from the moment I saw you, I knew I wanted to know more about you. That's why I stayed single all this time and never moved forward with Raima. My soul wasn't destined to connect to any other soul on Earth, and connecting with you was worth the risk. If I had died a single man, my heart was already married from the second our eyes met, Luna. You are it for me. Always."

Amir's fingers moved slowly over her arm, her body shivering at his touch. It excited her and made her feel calmer in his embrace. "Only you, Luna. No matter what we would've done differently, I will always want you."

He kissed her again and her emotions swelled inside her chest as they lie still, their legs tangled in each others. She was with the man she was always meant to be with, and she couldn't feel happier.

She was excited to see where their future leads.

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