?Chapter 397:


    Suddenly, the distant footsteps of the patrolling soldiers broke the spell. We snapped back to reality. yton’s reflexes were swift as he expertly concealed us beneath a sprawling tree. With my back pressed against the tree’s sturdy trunk, my heart raced, cheeks flushed with a mix of nervousness and embarrassment.


    yton’s soft chuckle at my reaction was like a secret shared between us. We exchanged a knowing smile and dived back into our passionate kiss, savoring the stolen moments as if the world had paused just for us.


    yton captured my lips with a fierce determination, his tongue sweeping through my mouth as though staking his im.


    The heat between us intensified, desire thickening the air until it felt heavy and electric. I could feel the hard length of his arousal pressing insistently against my thigh, and before I realized it, his hand had slipped beneath my clothes, setting my skin aze. His fingers kneaded my breast with a soft yet deliberate pressure, pulling a low, helpless moan from deep within me—a sound swallowed by the ferocity of our kiss.


    I clung to yton like a moth drawn to a me, each moment fueling the fire between us. Then his other hand drifted downward, gliding over my legs before tugging my pants down with effortless skill. A wave of shyness washed over me, and I instinctively squeezed my legs together, but the moment our eyes met—his golden gaze locking with mine—I felt myself yielding, slowly parting them once more.


    It was an invitation he couldn’t refuse, a spark that ignited something primal in him. yton’s throat moved as he swallowed hard, as if wrestling with the depth of his own hunger. His hand was scorching against my skin, his touch featherlight yet intentional as his fingers brushed against my clitoris. A shiver raced down my spine, and I could only gasp softly.


    “Mm… yton…” The words escaped my lips in a breathless whisper as he leaned in, his mouth grazing my ear, inhaling my scent. His voice was rough, thick with restrained need. “Is this okay?”


    Pleasure surged through me, so intense it stole all coherent thought. My body answered for me; I nodded weakly, leaning heavily against his chest for support. By now, I was drenched from his touch, my body betraying me with every passing second. Though his movements remained gentle, the intensity left me breathless, my mind racing with the fear that patrolling soldiers might hear.


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    Desperate to stay quiet, I bit down on my lip, stifling the sounds fighting to escape.


    With slow, deliberate movements, yton slid off his pants, his thick, hard length springing free. It pulsed in my hand as I reached out to touch him, growing even harder under my caress. Without a word, he lifted one of my legs, aligning himself at my entrance. His eyes, dark with barely leashed desire, flickered as if he were on the verge of surrenderingpletely. Yet he held back, teasing me by rubbing the tip of his cock against my wetness, slickening himself with my arousal.


    Slowly, deliberately, he pressed forward, his cock parting my folds. His voice was a low, ragged whisper, filled with promise and restraint. “I’ming in.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    In that moment, desire coursed through me as well, and I gave a slow nod. Almost immediately, yton eased into me with a gentleness that made me ache for more. His concern was evident in every cautious movement, his focus entirely on not hurting me, especially knowing I was pregnant.


    His hands never left my body, one caressing my breast, adding to the intoxicating sensation that made my knees weak. I leaned into him for support, barely able to stand as waves of pleasure washed over me. yton’s arm wrapped around my waist, drawing me closer, deepening our connection in ways I had never imagined.


    Every movement he made was filled with tenderness, his sole purpose seemingly to please me, and he did—again and again, until I lost track of time, lost in the ecstasy he gave me.


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