Ariana gasped for air as her hand caressed his face. Her nimble fingers entwined in his black hair and she drew him closer to her bosom. She undid his shirt, traced down along the lines of his abdominals, and pulled down his waistband.

In this moment, Ariana found herself immersed in a sea of fire, every inch of her skin burning with an intense desire. It seemed as though she would forever be lost in this fiery passion.

Her breaths came in rapid gasps, her heart feeling an insatiable void that couldn't be filled.

Uncertain of her surroundings, she weakly opened her eyes and, in a daze, saw what appeared to be Theodore's face.

It must be a dream, Ariana thought. Since it was a dream, she pondered, why not be a little bolder?

With that daring notion in mind, she passionately kissed him again, her desire growing as she embraced the man and shed his clothes.

For the first time, Holden lost all control of himself, unsure if it was because of the aphrodisiac fragrance in the room or due to his own desires.

All he knew was that the woman beneath him ignited the deepest longings in his heart.

Her delicate, soft fingers explored him intimately, carrying a warm, inviting breath that beckoned him wordlessly.

A heavy breath escaped Holden's lips as he drew her nearer into his arms.

Her breath cascaded over him, and her fingertips traced circles on his chest, causing him to tremble slightly. He captured her wandering hand and guided her soft lips, then, with a gentle thrust, he entered her warm, yielding body.

In the moment of their union, he seemed to catch a faint murmur from her lips.

A subtle pang of pain surged through Ariana, eliciting a soft, trembling moan as she clung to the person above her, whispering a name, “Theodore. Holden didn't quite comprehend her words, his thoughts nearly consumed by desire, However, he could confirm that she called another man's name instead of his own.

A possessive urge surged within him, mingling with a hint of annoyance. Lowering his head, he sealed her soft lips firmly with his own, thrusting forward to claim her completely.

Ariana winced, her fingertips digging into Holden's back, leaving behind a trail of marks. She lay beneath him, her slender neck exposed, bearing his ardor and craving. Like a small boat adrift in turbulent waves, she clung to him, following his every rise and fall.

Gentle kisses traced their way across Holden's body, leaving him gasping for breath. He intensified the power of his thrusts, aching to completely possess her, body and soul. He yearned to merge her essence with his own. For Ariana, this was also her first encounter, and Holden's fervent advances were anything but tender, Yet, she matched his motions with her own, softly nipping at his neck and gifting him with tender kisses.

Inexperienced and fueled by the aphrodisiac fragrance's influence, their passion blazed fiercely. Their desires engulfed them, a searing inferno of ecstasy.

Lost in the fervor, Ariana couldn't tally the number of times they shifted and tangled. As she grew accustomed, she harnessed her strength to sit up and straddle him, Delicately nuzzling his lips and neck, she painted countless crimson marks upon his skin. Though his features were hazy to her, her fingertips traced their outlines, while her breathless whispers filled the air, "I. missed you so much."

Holden strained to hear her, responding with a gentle force as he reconnected with her, releasing a contented sigh.

The room was filled with the scent of desire, and the two of them surrendered to the passion that engulfed them, consumed by desire throughout the entire night.