There wasn’t anyone or anything in the world that was as special to Lillith as Roman was. After they found each other that day it was like fate kept them together. She didn’t have a whole lot to go on when it came to inspiring relationships, her mother having left them at so young changed her. But she saw her father find happiness in Eska, and if there was someone to emulate it was her father and his wise woman. Ulric had always been a pillar for Lil, he was the one that kept her alive through her terrible sickness, he was the one to show her the path she should take in life, and he was the one who encouraged her to pursue her heart’s desire. Roman was her heart’s greatest desire. He completed her, he was the other half and they became a whole.

Their bodies as much as their hearts entwined, though they moved more slowly against one another compared to their feral actions the experience was more intense and intimate. The connection was deeper as their sighs and breaths echoed each other. Their eyes met and it felt like their souls had combined. Lillith felt beautiful under his gaze, as much as she felt loved and safe here with him. They were the only wolves in the world, and he was the only one she wanted like this. He was the most special, her one and only, her true love.

The smile on her features conveyed so much more than joy as she looked back up to him in the echo of her name on his lips. She loved him unconditionally, everything he ever made her feel, from the moment they met to this concentration of love and adoration they shared together. Roman’s paws held her tight as she pressed herself against the length of him and dived into a deep kiss, giving all of herself and receiving all of him in return. Roman consumed her, he lit a fire in her soul and she burned completely for him. Euphoria consumed her, and she gasped into his lips as he overwhelmed her.

Her garnet gaze rolled to the back of her head as her toes grasped helpless at the long soft fur of his neck. Her body trembled and rolled as he took her over the edge and plummeted along with her. Roman groaned against her gasps and she clung to him as her body was unbound and recoiled at once. He held her tightly against him as warmth and fire were unleashed from her core and were sent like flames to every nerve ending. They both pulled away just enough to gasp for breath, but she couldn’t imagine letting him go right now as those incredible feelings raced through her body and tingled over her skin.

She grinned down at him, feeling the waves roll over her and take her as she melted against his form. The tension building within her was released completely, and that satisfaction played heavily over her features. A heavy sigh falling from her silvery lips as she rested her head against Roman’s chest and let the sound of his swift heartbeat soothe her. I love you seemed too small to describe how she really felt about him, that was why speaking with her body she could explain without question. And yet still she said: "I love you, Roman. So much.” She whispered softly, her eyes closing in bliss. "Don’t let me go.”

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Watching Lillith in her throes of passion and pleasure was his absolute favorite sight in the world. Nothing made Romulus feel more loved, more desired, more masculine and manly than watching her come undone on top of him. He loved the way her garnet eyes rolled back in her head. He loved the soft, breathy sounds she made. He loved the way her toes curled in the fur on his chest. And then in an explosion of heat and passion, Lillith reached her climax. She was beautiful in every sense of the word and Roman couldn't help but lose himself in her beauty while he watched her tense, then collapse across him, almost limp in his grasp while they both fought to catch their breaths. He could feel the steady thrumming of her racing heart against his chest, beating in near perfect unison to his. It was a perfect finale to a perfect moment. Love had been made again and again between the two wolves, now mated in all physical and primal senses of the word. He was hers and she was his.

Roman's skin was still tingling and his body felt like jello when Lil eventually blinked open her eyes and grinned down at him, the silvery brute grinning back up at his silver and snow goddess. On her visage he could see the pure contentment that no doubt mirrored his own, a dopey grin of total satisfaction and heavy-lidded steel eyes glazed over in the aftermath of their pleasure. The moment her head rested on his chest, Roman's paw was gliding slowly up the curve of Lillith's spine to cradle her head against him, his other foreleg still wound around her waist where their bodies remained joined. He never wanted to separate from her, and if he could live in this moment with his Adravendi queen for all time he would have.

Lillith whispered her declaration of love for him, and though it didn't need to be said for him to understand, it set his heart ablaze all the same. She'd shown him how much she loved him with her body throughout their lovemaking, just as he had done for her. Their every action wound them tighter together into an unbreakable knot. But just as she had done, he spoke the same back. "I love you, Lillith, with all my heart and soul." The brute held tighter to the small fae atop of him, clutching her body to his as if he were afraid she might disappear if he didn't. "I'm never gonna let you go. Never." She was his, just as he was hers. Armadas were possessive bastards like that.

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