Chapter 58: The Ritual of Connection

“Oh, God, Olivera, how can I ever resist you?” Raul’s moan was a raw, fervent declaration. His need was palpable, an intense desire that seemed to pulse through him with an unquenchable fervor. He craved her in every sense—needed to feel her presence in his life, to be reminded each day that she was a part of him, a constant in his existence. He yearned for her to look at him not with fear, but with affection, deepening emotions that would define his mornings and nights. The fire within him was all-consuming, and he could sense that Olivera was unable to resist his burning need. The intensity of his emotions swept through her, igniting her own passion. She pushed back against him, her body responding eagerly, her laughter a soft, teasing sound that was cut short as he thrust forward in an intimate, consuming invasion. Her body tightened around him, holding him with a fierce, alive heat. Raul’s powerful arm wrapped possessively around her waist, a protective gesture that spoke of his o