"I love you!" She choked, almost spitting out everything inside her, in a tear that couldn't be described in words anymore. But just before that, he withdrew himself, disappointing her helpless for love.
"I don't believe it yet," he whispered. "Say it one more time!" Not blinking, his entire eyes seemed to be filled with the figure of Lyra, who was sweating from exhaustion while gasping for almost spurring her love. He knew she was on the edge.
"I love you," she said again, more demanding.
"Once again!"
"I love you, Kleo. I love you. Please love me!" She screamed as she shoveled her again, stinging her with an electric current emanating from the fingers. She panted again, gasping for breath as if a thousand dull giant needles wanted to punch a hole in her, giving her the most pressure and thrill.
