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Chapter 680 Chameleon
Villain Ch 680. Chameleon
It was a glorious sensation, a heady rush of pleasure and passion that left her trembling with need. Her core throbbed, her inner walls clenching around him, milking him for all he was worth.
She could feel his body slump against hers, his chest heaving with the effort to catch his breath, his hands gripping her hips, his thumbs ghosting across her skin.
It was a beautiful moment, a connection so deep, so intense, so raw, that it left her trembling with emotion.
"I hope you didn't mind that last one. It was a bit rough," Allen said, his voice thick with a mix of satisfaction and regret.
"No, it was perfect. I loved every minute of it," Shea whispered, her voice barely audible. Her gaze flickered between their reflection and Allen's eyes, her cheeks tinged with a delicate flush. "It's just…" Her voice trailed off, uncertainty lacing her words as she spoke. "This is the first time I've done this in front of a mirror," she admitted, her tone a mix of vulnerability and curiosity. Read new chapters at empire
He hugged Shea's naked body from behind, his arms encircling her with a protective embrace that felt both comforting and possessive. His hands covered Shea's body, his touch tender yet firm, as if he were shielding her from the world. It was a gesture he repeated every time he found himself in an intimate embrace.
Allen pressed his chest against Shea's back. She could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a soothing melody that echoed the depth of his feelings for her. His head rested on her shoulder, his breath warm against her skin, and she found herself melting into his touch, feeling safe and cherished in his arms.
In that moment, there was no room for doubt or insecurity. It was just the two of them, wrapped in the intimacy of their connection, basking in the afterglow of their passion.
Shea closed her eyes, allowing herself to be engulfed by the sensation of Allen's presence. His scent mingled with hers, a heady combination of musk and perfume that filled the air around them. It was a scent that had become synonymous with comfort and familiarity, a reminder of the bond they shared.
Allen's voice broke through her reverie, pulling her back to the present moment. "Is that too much for you?" he asked, his tone gentle and caring. It was a question born out of genuine concern, proof of his sensitivity towards her needs.
Shea shook her head, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "No, not at all," she replied, her voice soft yet resolute. "It's perfect, just like you." She opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on the reflection in the mirror before her. A soft, contented feeling washed over her, enveloping her in a warmth that seemed to radiate from within.
She couldn't help but marvel at the complexity of the man behind her, his presence casting a spell that left her both bewildered and captivated.
At first, she had been taken aback by the sudden shift in Allen's demeanor. The man who had once exuded an air of innocence and politeness had transformed before her eyes, revealing a hidden depth to his character that she had never suspected. He had embraced his dominant side with an intensity that left her breathless, commanding her with a confidence that bordered on arrogance.
But just as quickly as he had claimed her, Allen had softened, his touch becoming tender and reverent. It was as though he were a chameleon, seamlessly adapting to her desires and needs with an ease that both astounded and delighted her.
In those moments of vulnerability and passion, Allen seemed to understand her on a level that went beyond words. He knew exactly how to push her boundaries without overstepping them, his actions speaking volumes about his understanding of her desires and fears.
And yet, amidst the whirlwind of emotions and sensations, one question lingered in Shea's mind, begging to be voiced. "Allen… Do you love me?" The words tumbled out before she could stop them.
Allen's heart stuttered at Shea's question, his mind a whirlwind of uncertainty and doubt. He had always prided himself on his ability to navigate the complexities of relationships. But now, faced with the reality of his feelings for Shea, he found himself grappling with questions he had never considered before.
He tightened his hold on her, seeking solace in the warmth of her presence as he struggled to put his thoughts into words. "I... I'm not sure," he admitted, his voice laced with vulnerability. "I mean, I know I care about you, Shea. But... does saying 'I love you' to multiple people diminish the meaning of those words?"
The uncertainty in Allen's voice mirrored the turmoil in his heart. He had always believed in the power of love, in its ability to transcend boundaries and unite souls. But now, faced with the possibility of sharing his love with others, he couldn't help but wonder if his feelings were genuine or merely a product of his own desires. This wasn't a fictional world, nor a harem story he created.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
This was the real world and he didn't want to hurt their feelings with empty words.
Shea's reflection in the mirror offered no answers, her eyes searching for him with a mixture of concern and understanding. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle.
Allen met her gaze, his eyes filled with a tumult of emotions. "If I say 'I love you' to each of you," he began, his voice faltering slightly, "will it turn into cheap words? Will it lose its meaning if I can't devote myself fully to each of you?"
It was a question that had been weighing heavily on his mind, a fear born out of his desire to protect the hearts of those he cared about. He knew that the girls didn't mind sharing him, but deep down, he couldn't shake the fear that his words would lose their meaning if he couldn't fulfill their feelings.