Chapter 1662 Chapter 1480: Massage and more...

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Chapter 1662 Chapter 1480: Massage and more...

Everywhere, the air carried the subtle scent of lavender - a fragrance that was uniquely Silveria. It was a room that spoke of both luxury and comfort, a place where the weight of the world could be momentarily forgotten, replaced by the warmth of their love.

Silveria cast Alex a knowing smile. "Why don't you get comfortable on the bed, my love?" she suggested, her voice a soft invitation.

"I'll prepare a little something to help melt away that tension."

The king-sized bed, beckoning with its cloud-like duvet, seemed to agree. Alex chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest.

"Sounds like a plan," he conceded, shrugging off his clothes, leaving him pleasantly bare against the cool sheets.

Silveria disappeared into the adjoining bathroom, returning moments later with a lit candle in hand. Its soft glow, tinged with the calming scent of lavender and chamomile, filled the room, instantly creating a more intimate atmosphere.

Placing the candle on the bedside table, she retrieved a bottle of massage oil. The warm, golden liquid shimmered in the candlelight, its scent a blend of soothing essential oils. With a gentle smile, Silveria poured a small amount into her palm, warming it between her hands before approaching the bed.

Alex lay on his stomach, the muscles in his back already feeling a welcome release from the tension of the day. Silveria dipped her fingertips into the warmed oil, then began a slow, methodical massage on his shoulders, using firm yet gentle strokes to loosen the knots that had taken root.

A soft sigh escaped Alex's lips as Silveria's touch worked its magic. Her fingers, imbued with both strength and care, kneaded and pressed, coaxing the tension out of his muscles one by one. He could feel the tightness in his shoulders begin to dissipate, replaced by a warm, tingling sensation that spread down his back. Silveria worked her way down his spine, her movements rhythmic and deliberate. With each pass, she applied just the right amount of pressure, sending waves of relaxation washing over him. The scent of the massage oil, combined with the soft glow of the candlelight, created a cocoon of tranquility around them. Time seemed to melt away, measured only by the gentle crackle of the fireplace and Silveria's soothing ministrations.

An hour ticked by, marked by Alex's contented sighs and the deepening shadows cast by the dwindling candlelight. When Silveria finally reached his lower back, she paused, her touch lingering on the tense muscles there.

"There you are," she murmured, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

Alex let out a satisfied exhale. "Bliss," he sighed, feeling a weight lift not just from his muscles but from his very soul.

"Now," Silveria began, a playful glint in her eyes,

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Alex chuckled, rolling over onto his back. "Of course," he readily agreed.

Alex's hands, no longer tentative, became a symphony of touch. They glided over Silveria's bare skin, sending shivers down her spine. His fingers traced the delicate curve of her shoulder, lingered on the swell of her hip, each caress a deliberate stoking of the flames burning within her.

Silveria felt her breath quicken, her body responding instinctively to his touch. Her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, and a heat bloomed in the pit of her stomach, spreading outwards like wildfire. She arched her back into his touch, a silent plea for more.

The gentle massage oil on their skin became a conduit for their desire. Each touch sent a jolt of electricity sparking through them, leaving trails of goosebumps in its wake.

The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows on the bedroom walls, a silent audience to the passionate display unfolding on the bed. The air itself seemed thick with unspoken desires, a prelude to the symphony of pleasure that awaited them.

In that moment, the world outside their haven ceased to exist. There was only Alex, Silveria, and the fire of their love, burning brighter with each passing moment. The kiss deepened, a silent promise spoken in heated breaths and tangled limbs. Alex's touch, once focused on relaxation, became a deliberate exploration, his fingertips trailing a path of fire down the silken expanse of Silveria's back.

Silveria, her inhibitions melting away like snowflakes on a warm day, surrendered to the delicious ache blooming within her. A soft moan escaped her lips, a sound that sent a tremor of desire through Alex. He trailed kisses down her neck, his lips lingering on the sensitive spot behind her ear, eliciting another gasp from her.

Their clothes, once a barrier, became an obstacle. With practiced ease, Alex shed his garments, the cool air momentarily forgotten in the heat of their passion. Silveria, her movements fueled by a mixture of shyness and desire, mirrored his actions, their bare skin meeting in a spark-like sensation.

The moonlight, their only witness, bathed them in a soft, ethereal glow as they intertwined. Alex's touch was a map of exploration, his hands charting the familiar landscape of Silveria's body with a reverence that ignited a fire within her. He lingered on the curves he loved, his calloused fingertips sending shivers cascading down

her spine.

Silveria, no longer the picture of serene beauty, was a vision of desire, her silver hair a halo around her flushed face. Her moans, soft at first, grew into a symphony of pleasure as Alex expertly navigated her body, bringing her to the precipice of something wonderful.

The rhythm of their breaths echoed in the quiet room, punctuated by soft sighs and whispered endearments. Time seemed to lose all meaning, the world compressed into the haven they created on their bed. Just as Silveria thought she could bear the delicious tension no more, Alex brought her crashing over the edge. A wave of pleasure, intense and all-consuming, washed over her, leaving her breathless and clinging to him.

As the aftershocks of her release subsided, a sense of contentment settled over them. Alex collapsed beside her, their bodies still entwined, his heart beating a calming rhythm against hers.

Silveria nestled closer, her head resting on his chest. The scent of lavender and massage oil mingled with the musk of their passion, creating a uniquely intoxicating aroma.

In the flickering candlelight, they exchanged sleepy smiles, a silent language of love and shared pleasure. They may have faced countless battles in the world outside, but in this haven of love, they had found a peace that transcended everything else.

The embers of desire may have dimmed, replaced by a warm contentment, but the fire of their love burned bright, a constant flame in the face of any coming storm.