They were hugging each other tightly as they soared high onto that dimension of perfect bliss. Their bodies were still entwined, sweating and catching their breath in the quiet darkness of the room. The wild storm of passion had finally passed, leaving only the soft sound of their breathing and the sweet warmth of their skin pressed close together. Darmiel kept his arms locked around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest as if he never wanted to let her go again.
When the heat all over their bodies subsided, Darmiel moved to his side and hugged Ameelah tightly under the thick white blanket. He pulled the covers up to their shoulders to keep the cool night air away from their bare skin. He reached up, his long fingers gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear so he could
