I held Yura close, my heart pounding in my chest. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with love and satisfaction. "Jiyeon," she whispered, her voice soft and tender. "I love you."
"I love you too, Yura," I replied, my voice equally soft. "More than anything."
We lay there in silence for a moment, the room filled with the soft sounds of our breathing. I could feel the warmth of her body against mine, her soft hair tickling my skin. The intimacy of the moment was almost overwhelming, a perfect blend of love, desire, and contentment.
Yura shifted slightly, propping herself up on one elbow to look at me. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she reached out to trace a finger along my jawline. "You know," she said, her voice playful, "for someone who claims to be all alpha, you sure have a soft side."
I chuckled, catching her hand and bringing it to my lips for a gentle kiss. "Only for you," I said, my voice low and sincere. "You bring out the best in me, Yura."
