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    {The fire that never quenched}

    ?EPISODE 13 AND 14


    Astera’s P.O.V.

    Dinner was so beautiful and we ate in comfortable silence. It feels so good, sitting down with Stefan in a comfortable silence.

    After dinner, we played cards and watched television. The next part that follows is always the part where we say goodnight to eachother and call it a night.

    But not today. I know Stefan don’t want to pressure me into anything and that’s why I’m more determined to be with him. I just don’t know how to go about it.

    As we watched television, I snuggled up against him and kissed his jaw. We haven’t really talked about Stefan’s future destination.

    He had lived outside of Magnolia for the past three years. What if he decides to go back?

    “What are you thinking about that has your face all scrunched up?” He asked, drawing my attention.

    I smiled at him and shook my head. He eyed my mouth lingeringly and my tongue fluttered out to lick my lips.

    He groaned softly and dipped his head, his mouth brushed mine, his teeth nipping at my lower lip to make it part for him before his warm mouth moved on mine with a slow, lazy pressure that knocked any thought out of my mind.

    His arms swallowed me gently, folding me into his powerful body while he taught me how much two people could tell each other with one long, slow kiss.

    It was unlike every other kiss we’ve ever shared.

    It was almost like going back in time to three years ago but the kiss he’d given me then was nothing like this. He was easy with me, gentle, coaxing my mouth to open for him, to admit the deep, expert penetration of his tongue.

    The silence was only broken by the sound of TV and rough whisper of our breath as we kissed more and more hungrily.

    I can no longer control my erratic breathing. Stefan pulled away from me. “I want you, Tera. You probably know that but I want you so d--n much for the past three years.” He whispered to my lips

    “I want you too, Stef.” I admitted.

    “God, I don’t want to rush—”

    “You are not rushing me.” I cut him off, softly. “I’ve always been yours…always. Make me yours completely, Stefan. Please…”

    He didn’t need anymore coaxing because he lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bedroom.

    One by one, he unfastened my clothes, parting the lapels as he went. There was no urgency in his motions, just a practiced ease that I know is intentional.

    He bent to nuzzle my neck as he tugged the dress away. Tiny prickles danced across my skin. He removed the dress and then the bra.

    I stood in from of him in my panties. He looked at me so blatantly. Not with repulsion like Daniel, but with admiration.

    “You’re beautiful, baby.” He spoke reverently.

    I shivered and leaned back, wanting more of his heated kiss. And he gave it to me.

    We kissed for a while before he trailed kisses down my neck. His mouth found the turgid peak of one breast. My leg almost buckled but he held me upright as he took my n----e into his mouth.

    We kissed as I helped him to remove his shirt.
    He pushed me to the bed, following me too to break my fall. My back met the cool bed and his weight settled slightly on top of me.

    My mouth found his again, licking and kissing her way down to the hair-roughened hollow of his chest.

    His hands cupped and kneaded my buttocks before his hands released my ass to come back to my breast.

    I threw my head back while he thumbed both nipples forced outward by his grip. He came down over me, his body pressing against my softness.

    I marveled at their differences, how hard he was, and yet how careful he was not to hurt me.

    He moved down my body, his mouth open as it grazed along my midline. His breath was scorching against me, his tongue warm and slightly rough. His hands followed, firing my senses.

    My back bowed as I arched into him, seeking more of his mouth, of his touch. All my breath left me when he parted my legs and his fingers carefully found the sleek, damp flesh. He stroked and then spread my folds wider as he lowered his head.

    “Oh…” I closed her eyes and twisted restlessly as his tongue found me. Electric currents raced from my pelvis to my breasts, tightening them to puckered buds.

    I want more. I want to feel him inside me.

    “Please, take me…please I can’t wait anymore.” I gasped.

    “Me too.” Stefan groaned, his voice tight as he raised himself to level up on top of me. “I want to be inside you so much the need has become a physical ache.”

    I opened my eyes to see him braced over me, his expression one of intense pain.

    I reached out to touch the harsh lines across his face, coolval stories wanting to ease the tension etched there.

    “Come to me,” I whispered. “Fill me.”

    “I don’t want to hurt you.”

    “Never.” I reassured him. “Even if you do, it’s a welcomed hurt.”

    He closed his eyes and eased forward. I was still battling the fire when something hard nudged at my entrance.

    I opened around him, and she marveled at the delicious sensations that pulsed in my g---n.

    My body surrounded him, inviting him further, clinging like a second skin.

    “Hold onto me,” he rasped. “I’ll make it quick.”

    I have no idea what he meant, but I gripped his shoulders, determined to please him. With one powerful surge, he t----t into my untried body.

    “Owww!” I sobbed as the pain overwhelmed me for a few seconds. I felt a slight tearing, but almost as quickly as I became aware of the pain, it started fading.

    “Sorry baby. So sorry.” He grounded as he kissed all over my face. He held himself tight above me, not moving until I adjusted to him.

    I felt so many things. Slight discomfort as my body fought to accept his intrusion. But also the stirrings of something wonderful. I felt itchy, alive, like I could crawl right out of myself.

    I needed him to move. Wrapping my legs around him, I lifted my hips higher, desperate to appease the ache deep within me.

    Stefan’s hands were tight at my hips.“Please,” I begged. He groaned.

    It was the sound of the sweetest agony. And then he finally began to move.

    He withdrew, but before I could protest, he t----t again, seating himself deeper than before. My gasp echoed across the room.

    “Am I hurting you, honey? I’ll stop.”

    “No! Please. I need you. Please, I ache so much.” I can’t believe this needy voice is mine.

    “Ahh, Tera. You’re so sweet. I’ll take care of you, honey. Just hold onto me tight.”

    I would have done anything for him in that moment. I held on tight.

    He began to move harder and faster. More demanding. Taking but giving back with each t----t.

    I went slick around him, and suddenly he didn’t seem quite so unbearably large inside my passageway. I still feel so full though.

    The friction became unbearable, and I feared I’d burst. Higher and higher I climbed. I gripped him with a fierceness alien to me.

    Every muscle tensed in anticipation of something so sweet, so pleasurable. And then I tumbled out of control, my body flying in a hundred different directions.

    I quivered around his thick s---t as he pushed and strained against me. Then, he was coming too with a breathless groan.

    Our breath mingled. Our noisy gasps filled the air.

    Tears burnt my eyes, tears of everything I’ve been through. Tears of everything I will still go though. Tears of love.

    “Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry, baby.” His breath hitched as he looked at me with concern.

    My hands caressed his hair-roughened chest with an ardor that came not from experience, but from longing.

    “You didn’t hurt me. Oh Stefan, I love you so much.”

    He smiled and kissed my tears. “I love you too, Astera. Sincerely and wholeheartedly.”

    Tears filled my eyes again. Can someone die from too much feelings?

    Probably not.

    I laid there languidly as Stefan cleaned us up before he came to lie down beside me. We tangled together and stayed that way.

    Hours after Stefan had gone to sleep, I laid there in the darkness, a new heaviness settling over my heart.

    What will I do if Stefan asks me to marry him?

    That is the question that built a home inside me and refused to go. It scares me a lot because the truth is that I don’t want to get married ever again.

    I barely made it out of my first marriage.

    What will I do?



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    Astera tasted it, at last!

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    U ave to accept him Bcos both of u are destiny to be together

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    nxtoo,see her mouth like i dont want to marry again.

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    {The fire that never quenched}


    Astera’s P.O.V.

    After my night with Stefan, the rest of the week was just as beautiful. We were almost inseparable and we practically ate off each other’s hands.

    I never believed such happiness is possible and although, it’s only been six months since the death of Daniel, it feels like forever because of the kind of happiness Stefan brought to my life.

    The next two months that followed, we lived like couples. Spending most of our time in each other’s company.


    On a very good day, I urged Stefan and we made out time to visit Donovan.

    “Why me? Why Stefan and I?” I asked the saddened man who looks like he has aged twice since the death of Daniel.

    His eyes had met mine, resigned. “Daniel loves Stefan.”

    Those words shocked me to my shoes, and even Stefan too from his face.

    “He has always loved him. Always. He felt angry and jealous every single day the both of us go all lovey dovey and he knows that he doesn’t stand to get Stefan, not only because of the love you two have but because of exposing our sexuality.”

    The man shook his head sadly. “I never agree with what he was doing, even when he framed you and drove you out of town, even when he married you as revenge.”

    Understanding it all finally brought a peace in my heart, even though it made Stefan’s heart heavy. He kept saying that my hellish marriage was because of him.

    I made sure he understood that it’s no one’s fault but Daniel’s.


    As days went by, I stopped worrying myself and dreading the day Stefan will ask me to marry him. Determined to enjoy life to the fullest, I pushed all that to the back of my mind.

    But then, one day my fear came to light.

    It was a very beautiful day that started out so well, with a nice love making from Stefan.

    We went to work as usual and when we got back in the evening, we were eating when Stefan went down on one knee, suddenly producing a ring.

    He told me how he has loved me for a long time and how he would love to spend the rest of his life with me.

    I couldn’t answer him because I froze. Maybe it never dawned on Stefan that I’ll never want marriage again because his face crumpled.

    “All men are not the same, Tera.” He whispered sadly, still on his knees.

    I know that….God knows that I know that, but I still can’t bring myself to do it. To accept. To marry again.

    Stefan saw the answer in my tears-filled eyes and he got up. He pocketed back his ring, his eyes sad.

    “I’m so sorry, Stefan.” I whispered, my voice cracking.

    He nodded as he took his car keys and walked to the door, “I’m sorry too.”

    That night, I cried myself to sleep.

    And in the next weeks that followed, I was really sure that I won’t survive it. Not being able to see or hear from Stefan was more than I could take.

    Marriage really terrifies me a lot and I don’t trust my heart anymore.

    The next two months that followed was the worst. I buried myself in work just to get over everything but it was not enough.

    Then, one day I was into town when I saw Stefan again.

    ?Stefan’s P.O.V.?

    When I turned around and my eyes met Astera’s, my heart suddenly became too heavy to breath.

    I’ve always known that Astera’s marriage with Daniel would make her never to want such commitment again but still, I never gave up.

    Being with her all the time, I showed her how much I loved her. But, that night I proposed, I saw the hopelessness of my cause.

    In her eyes, I saw it. Truly, Astera doesn’t want to be with a man that way ever again. It was written there in her tears-filled eyes and that was why I gave up.

    Seeing her again today is like a punch to the gut but still, I walked to her as she walked closer to me. We met on a middle ground.

    “Hey….” She whispered.

    Her voice hurt too. She looks so sparkling and it shows that she has really moved on with her life.

    “Hey….” I replied, “What are you doing here?”

    “I want to buy groceries. What about you?” The smile she gave me was a sad one.

    “I came to meet up with some friends for the last time. I’m living for New York tomorrow morning by 10am.” I told her the truth.

    I saw the pain in her eyes, the shock. “When are you coming back?” She asked, her voice thin.

    “I don’t know…. Maybe next year…”

    Astera’s P.O.V.

    I didn’t sleep well that night, my run in with Stefan filling my mind. I love that man so d--n much.

    And now, he is going back. I won’t be able to see him again.

    The next morning, I tried to go about my daily activities but it was real hard for me. My mind always goes back to the fact that Stefan is leaving.

    By 10:03am, I couldn’t take it anymore. I ran out of my house and entered the car.

    God please, let me still meet him, I prayed.

    I got to his house just in time to see him putting the last of his laugage to the car.

    “Astera?” He asked confused as I packed the car in front of his house.

    I ran out of the car straight to his arms. I was out of breath and filled with panic but I didn’t care.

    “Don’t leave me, please. I love you so much, Stefan.” I cried against him, aware that I’m trembling in his arms.

    So much emotions came over Stefan’s face but he looked at me so sadly. “I love you too, Tera. So d--n much…..”

    Panic slammed me when he trailed off. “I can’t go on without you, Stef, please. Don’t leave me, this past two months I barely made it through them.”

    When he opened his mouth again, I don’t know what he wanted to say but I didn’t give him a chance.

    “I’ll marry you! I’ll marry you, please, I love you so much.” I rushed out.

    His scrunched up face dissolved into a very wide smile. “You will?”

    I took a very deep breath, relief coursing through me. “I will. Oh yes, I will.”

    He held my cheeks and kissed my lips. He pulled back and looked me in the eyes. “You will never regret it.” He vowed.

    I shook my head firmly, “I know I won’t. I’m with the man I love.”


    And that was how it remained.

    Even as years rolled by and the children came…even through the normal hardship that couples go through…even through the ups and downs…

    Astera never regretted getting married to the love of her life.

    To her, it was and will always be… The best decision she has ever made.

    ***Just because fire burnt you the first time doesn’t mean that you’ll keep getting burnt when you try to cook again.

    The first time is hell but don’t be scared of trying again….Most successful men always have a failure tugged behind them.

    ****Don’t be deceived by the image a person portrays to the world. The real him is the him behind closed doors. The real her is the her behind closed doors.

    ****Trust matters in a relationship, in fact it goes hand-in-hand with Love.

    Astera and Stefan had love but trust destroyed their relationship at first. Love is just but the general concept…but a lot helps nourish it.


    And so on…

    ****Don’t loose something that’s supposed to be yours because you’re scared to take a step. Just begin with a step and take it from there.

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    Waoo at last astera is happy now… Thanks author for the story and advice

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