♥ Chapter 43♥

Kael Darkmore.

10:30 ''Maison Elégance'' Paris.

When my eyes meet Yara, I can't help the huge smile that spreads across my face. She looks stunning. The dress she chose is made of a light fabric, with a delicate cut that hugs her curves perfectly. The wine color contrasts beautifully with her skin, and the discreet neckline shows off the elegance of her neck and shoulders. The dress has a fluid fit, which moves smoothly with each step she takes, and the long skirt completes the touch of royalty she carries.

I get up from the armchair and walk towards her, without taking my eyes off her for a second.

''You look magnificent, my love. '' I say, sincerely.

Yara looks a little uncomfortable, her lips curve into a small smile, but there is insecurity in her gaze.

''Do you think so? '' she asks, doubt evident in her voice.

I approach her, taking her hand gently and turning her around so she can see the graceful movement of the dress.

''I don't think so, I'm sure. You are perfect, a true queen. '' I respond with conviction.

However, I notice that Yara remains uncertain. She bites her lip and lowers her gaze, as if she doesn't believe my words.

''I don't know, Kael... I... I don't think this is for me. It doesn't look right on me. '' he says, insecurity evident in his voice. ''I'm not used to wearing something like that... I don't look beautiful like other women.

My patience disappears the moment I hear those words. A low, angry growl escapes me. How dare she compare herself to other women? How can she see herself in such a distorted way?

I look at the saleswoman, who is standing to the side, observing the scene with a hesitant expression. Without taking my eyes off the woman, my voice comes out firm and authoritative:

''Leave us alone.

She widens her eyes for a second, but quickly recovers herself and leaves the room, leaving us alone. I immediately turn my attention to Yara, who seems to shrink a little under my serious gaze.

I move even closer, holding her face with both hands, forcing her to look at me.

''Never say that again. '' my voice comes out low but firm. ''You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. And this dress... it only highlights what is already perfect about you. You don't need to be like other women, Yara. You are unique, and that is what makes us love you so much.

I see her eyes shining, and I know I'm starting to get to what's really going on inside her. The glimmer of insecurity she carries doesn't go away easily, but I won't allow her to continue seeing herself in such a distorted way.

''When I say you are a queen, it is because I believe it. '' I add, my voice soft but serious. ''I want you to see yourself as we do. You deserve this.

I keep seeing the doubt in your eyes. I feel my blood boil. Likewise, I can no longer contain the impulse that takes over me. Furthermore, I approach quickly, holding her face with both hands, and kiss her with an intense, fierce kiss, full of desire and need. She responds, shy at first, but soon her lips follow the rhythm of mine, and her delivery drives me even more crazy.

''Kael...'' she whispers, panting, when I pull away for a second, but then pull her into the dressing room, closing the curtain with a firm pull.

I lean her against the wall, my breathing heavy. It's not just physical desire. It's something deeper, a need to show her how much we want her, how much she means to us. I growl softly, with a possessiveness I can't control.

''I'll show you how much we desire you... how much we want you. How beautiful you are, that you don't need to compare yourself to any woman. '' my voice comes out hoarse, and I see her eyes widen slightly.

Without waiting for a response, I kiss her again, even more intensely, letting my hands explore her body with care and affection. She lets out a soft moan against my lips, which only increases the heat that courses through my body. I kneel in front of her, slowly, without rushing, holding one of her legs and placing it over my shoulder. She looks at me, surprised.

''W-what are you doing, Kael? '' his voice is a breathy whisper, and his eyes shine with a mixture of desire and uncertainty.

I smile at her, stroking her thigh affectionately.

''Showing you how perfect you are for us... how much you drive us crazy, Yara. '' my voice is low, almost a whisper, as I kiss your thigh with desire. 

I smile at her, stroking her thigh affectionately. She continues to pant, her body tense with anticipation, and I can feel how vulnerable she is at this moment. My every movement seems to affect her deeply, as if she's teetering between desire and nervousness.

''I'm showing you how perfect you are for us... how much you drive us crazy, Yara. '' I murmur, my voice soft, as I kiss your thigh, leaving a hot trail of desire.

With a slow, purposeful movement, I slide my fingers through the fabric of her panties, pulling them aside. She pants, her breath catching in her throat. His eyes fix on mine, as if searching for some certainty. I give him a confident, almost wanton smile as I lower my head, letting my lips lightly brush his sensitive skin. The gentle touch is enough to make her moan, a low, urgent sound that makes my own desire grow even more.

''Kael...'' her voice comes out shaky, a mix of surprise and something deeper, more primal.

''Relax, my love.  Trust me'' I murmur against her skin, feeling the heat of her arousal. '' Let me show you how perfect you are... how much I desire you.

My words are like a spell, and before she can respond, my mouth finds her most intimate spot without caring about her hair. My tongue slides in slowly, exploring, and I feel her body tense for a second before giving in to the pleasure. She lets out a high-pitched moan, her hands gripping my hair, as if she's trying to find something to anchor.

''K-Kael...'' her moan is a plea and a surrender at the same time, her eyes closing for a moment as the pleasure takes her.

I smile against her skin, knowing she's never experienced anything like this. With every movement, every touch of my tongue, she writhes, her body reacting in a way that makes me even hungrier for her. She is so vulnerable and yet so incredibly powerful at this moment. I devour your intimacy, my tongue moving with a constant, provocative rhythm, enjoying every second of your reaction.

''You're so beautiful, give it to me...'' I murmur against her skin, feeling her tremble at my words. ''I want you to feel how crazy you make me. How I want every part of you to know how much you are adored.

She opens her eyes slowly, her gaze clouded with pleasure. Her parted lips let out low moans, almost as if she was losing control of herself. I increase the intensity, my tongue diving and exploring, and the sound of your moans intensifies, louder and louder.

'' Oh my God! Kael! '' Your hands tighten my hair tighter, while I continue devouring your intimacy with an insatiable hunger.