She laughed out in pure pleasure as he hit her deep, perfect spot, her body twitching around him.

He looked down at her with a soft, adoring smile. "You love it when I touch you right there, don't you?"

"Yes... oh yes, Maan... please, right there. Don't stop," she begged, her eyes glassy with intense love and dark desire.

"I won't," he whispered softly, his strokes staying smooth but heavy. "Just keep screaming my name like that, Pari."

She tilted her head up, a dark, wicked smile spreading across her lips as she looked past his shoulder at the blazing fire. "Are you loving this, Maan? I burned that bitch alive for you. She is burning and screaming right behind us, while you are deep inside me."

Suryamaan didn't look back at the fire. He only had eyes for her. He leaned down, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face, his gaze filled with complete blind devotion.

"Yes, I love it," he replied softly, his voice full of warmth despite the horror behind them. "Because you could never do anything wrong in my eyes. And being buried deep inside you... this is my heaven."

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