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Amara’s pov I reached out to his shirt noticing that I was the only one who was completely nude and I attempted to unbutton it but he stopped me pulling my arms away and carefully putting my hands above my head with a knowing look he gave me I knew he didn't want any of his clothes off because of his scars and I touched his cheek lightly, trailing a finger across his jaw to let him know that I understood and wasn't going to press him.He didn't let himself get carried away by the moment and he resumed with his scandalous romance techniques. His lips attacked my chest again, nipping sucking, licking and he made a trail down to my belly button kissing his way down there and he peaked out his tongue licking slightly at the area before moving downwards.As he kissed along my waist, I knew where this was going with the intensity of our foreplay and the emotions flowing within us, he was going to claim me in the woods which would be very uncomfortable.I opened my mouth to tell him but m
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Amara’s povOrian waited for me to get accustomed to the feel of him and I watched as he waited. The harsh grip on my hips and the self-restraint slipping from him with the vein ticking in his forehead. I reached out a hand to wipe the sweat gathering on his forehead and cooed at him for being patient with me, he rolled his eyes and called it the bare minimum."We fit so perfectly together." He groaned against my neck sucking lightly at my skin, "It's like I have been given a glimpse of heaven." As he said the words he resumed stroking my hips and I gave him the go-ahead to start doing what he was to do."Sure?""Yes." I nodded and watched as he pulled out a bit before slipping back in and I was met with pain making me yelp digging my nails in him, he stopped instantly and stared me in the eyes, a worried look on his face, "Go on."He repeated the movement again and again till the hurt was a tiny bit less, making me grip lightly onto him and then he began to thrust slowly. He held on
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Amara's povDivine bliss,These two words would be fitting to describe how I felt waking up but what I felt inside out was far greater, more unimaginable and no words could describe it.The warmth from the sun's rays grazed my cheeks slightly and I opened my eyes in a half-lidded state with a sigh of contentment coming from me and Cora also purred in agreement. The warmth I felt inside was far greater than the warmth of the morning sun as this pure sensation flowed through me from my head, through my being easing my nerves to the very tips of my toes and it had overridden the soreness and ache I felt between my legs and the pain in my back.Pains that came with having the best time of our lives, Cora chuckled as I moved closer to my husband and mate seeking the outer warmth he offered. His arm was slung over me, tightening around my torso like he was paranoid that I would leave and I remembered his words mid-thrusts talking about breeding me to make me stay with him and recalling th
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Amara’s povMy eyes widened coming into view with it, the hardened length straining against the material of his sweats and my skin flushed hot with a familiar ache growing between my legs no matter how sore I was, I suddenly craved him in me, craved the hurt that would come when he goes in at first with the first few strokes and the blinding pleasure that would come afterward.My fingers tentatively reached out to the waistband of his sweats, I hooked my fingers in them, closed my eyes, and pulled them down, gasping as his cock sprang out slapping me across the chin and my eyes opened in shock.I would say that's a warm welcome, Cora groaned in delight as I recovered from his cock slapping my face, play with it, he said it was ours to play with.I rolled my eyes at her before fixating my gaze on it.I took in the length that caused a big indent on the sheets, I studied the veins roping it and the scar that ran along his cock which brought questions anew about how he got it there. I l
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Amara’s povI cried out as hot liquid sprayed between us wetting our clothes and my cheeks heated in embarrassment as his silver eyes twinkled mischievously acknowledging the fact that I just squirted. He rubbed his cock against my spot made me tighten around him earning a groan from him and another orgasm that sent my core into splinters."Atta girl." He groaned feeling my orgasm around him again, "Give me all you have, make daddy proud.""Yes." I screamed as he lifted my hips and threw my legs over his shoulders plunging into me.I managed to meet his thrusts gripping onto his shoulders as he drilled me with his cock destroying my walls and making me know all over again what he meant by ruining me."Too much." I cried out attempting to pull away but he lifted his hand to my throat, fingers gripping slightly while he pinned me down with the punishing strokes of his cock."You take exactly what I give you Amara." Orian groaned grinding his hips against me with his groans filling my e
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Trigger warnings ⚠️ : Mentions of physical child abuse(Orian's past) SA (both as a child and adult) Amara's pov I sat at the banks of the stream, with my legs crossed by my side. My memories of how I had crossed it to get away from Orian coming back to me as I picked at the sand with a twig I had broken off the low branch of a tree.I got to drawing on the sand with the twig, carving Orian's full name with the nicknames I had for him first before drawing a heart and Cupid's arrow in it and then setting to carve out my names beneath it and I tried to spell his nickname for me in his language which he still hadn't told me the meaning before writing a together forever beneath the drawings and adding kissy faces of a male and female caricature.You are so cringe, Cora rolled her eyes at my antics, add love signs at the top of his name, and put in extra for me... please.Who's cringe now? I snorted at her before doing exactly as she said and when I was done, I pul
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Amara’s povWe finished up from the cabin, but decided to stay for a while knowing that when we got back to our lives, we would be too busy to come back. I was already stressed thinking about the preparations we had to make for the mini-festival usually held to usher in the winter but my excitement for it because winter was my favorite season collided with me thinking about the stress and a part of me couldn't wait to go back.Orian and I lay in the cabin, fingers intertwined with my head laying on his chest while he stroked my hair softly and I traced my free fingers against his hand tracing the prominent rose tattoo."That was the first tattoo I got." He mentioned as I traced out the curves of the flower, "I don't know why I got it, it just called to me and I did.""Hmm.""Maybe it was a sign that I was going to meet a woman obsessed with roses later on." He laughed with his lips still against my hair."Maybe." I sighed taking my hands to trace over the others and he mentioned to m
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Amara’s pov"How did you meet Akanther?""At a club." He replied threading his fingers in mine, "I used to go there to clean the shoes of the men, they paid pretty well and he was impressed by me the first time I cleaned his. He got me food and was perplexed when I ran home with it instead of eating it right there as he saw I looked famished. I had to share it with my sister and she told me about how we shouldn't trust him thinking he could be like our parents.""She cared about you Orian. I am glad you both had each other during those times.""I never saw Akanther again after that year but I met him a few times before he traveled back and the next time I saw him again was when I turned thirteen and Imelda was sick then. I talked to him and he mentioned taking me along with him back to his kingdom because he had taken a liking to me, it was an offer I gladly accepted on the condition that I bring Imelda along and he agreed. We were to leave that same night and I got home quickly to ge
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