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I picked up her and she laughed as I kissed her heart-shaped face as well. "Your mother has just forgotten all about me, kids", Atlas said, crossing his arms by the door and fake pouting. Still holding Amber on my hip, I took my husband's face in my hand and pulled him into a living kiss. The flame-shaped diamond ring on my finger from our marriage shined brightly from the sun's reflection. "I could never forget about you, my dear husband", I told him. He smiled.

Nathan showed up in the kitchen after taking a shower. He spends some time contemplating the only woman who lives in his house. The image of Amada busy in the kitchen hiding really made Nathan feel excited. Amada is like a beautiful and brave wife. And Nathan himself is a husband, eager to eat his wife's cooking. Thinking of that, Nathan couldn't hide his happy, passionate smile. Nathan is determined to make it happen. As if realizing Nathan was looking at her, Amada turned around with a bright smile, welcoming him.

Naomi inhaled his scent and her heart that was empty and cold felt warm. Amaro's breath became uneven while controlling himself from taking her to his room and letting her know she is his wife. She can't remember him, but her heart and body does. He knew how his wife reacts to his touch and the way she looks into his eyes. He’s sure that Naomi is Kashmir, his wife.

The sting spread quickly, yet Amora refused to give in. Even though her body was cornered, Amora continued to fight, gripping Lucy’s hair while kicking at the woman’s leg with all her strength. “I’ve been patient enough with your disgusting attitude and behaviour!” Lucy shouted as she yanked Amora’s hair roughly. “Answer my question! You do have a special relationship with my husband, don’t you?!” Amora winced from the pain, but her voice remained firm. “I don’t have any kind of relationship with your husband!”

he is looking at me, his eyebrows pressed together like I have elf ears not him. " I heard you already, you'll sprain your neck" fuck I was shaking my head like a clown. Deep breath Ceslee you got this. he is husband I am wife, just need to behave like a wife with confidence. " thank you for your concern, hubby?." i feigned highly joyful voice as much as I can muster but elfman's eyebrows shoot to the sky and I knew I said something I shouldn't. " are you ok Lilith? Should I call the healer?" he looked at me with doubt. Damn, I need to behave moore like a regular loving wife

My bravado had vanished completely. I could handle a hot guy, but not a hot snake. I'd thought sleeping with him would be a win, especially after hearing how much he wanted me. Those snake eyes killed the mood. Charles beat himself up. "She left. What if she leaves me for good? It's my fault for slipping up. This stupid tail is useless." I stood in the elevator, his voice echoing in my head. He'd shown his true form because of whatever drug was messing with him. Torn but worried, I turned back, my hand hovering over the door. He was my husband, snake or not. Finally, I pushed the door open. "Bianca, my dear. I love you so much."

Damon suddenly cut off Henry in mid sentence which made Henry shock. "Yes." Damon answered making Henry taken a back suddenly. "What?" Henry asked. "Yes, Uncle Henry... I am happy with my wife right now!" Damon answered and Henry blinked his eyes not believing how he can be happy with his forced marriage. "You are happy with Riya?" Henry asked once again tying to hope he heard wrong but no. He isn't wrong. "Yes. I am. No matter what... Riya is my Wife now! I should be happy with her and I am. She is perfect wife for me. Now and... forever!" Damon answered closing his eyes and gulped his saliva down his throat.

But you're my happiness, Neil. Thank You, for being there every time whenever I need a warm hug. I will remember You. I will remember your beautiful mesmerizing eyes. I'll remember your calming masculine scene. Am I talking like a pervert? No, I'm talking about my husband. Husband? Hahaha! Seriously Aashmaan? He only puts vermillion without any proper rituals. You're not married to him and that doesn't count in marriage. I'm losing my mind and I need a doctor.

And when my eyes lowered, I let out a sharp grunt, crashing heavily on the couch. My dick throbbed painfully. Again. The tip was pulsated angrily as streaks of precum dripped down the length uncontrollably. It wanted her. Amber. To be buried deep in her virgin cunt. Waves of heat rose from my body. It felt like I was on fire. Mad with hunger Like a beast in heat. Ready to devour her. Amber. No one else. But I couldn't. I was mated to her fucking twin sister. We were fucking married and she was my fucking Luna.

Amethyst silently prayed that he wouldn't notice any inconsistencies or signs of recent activity on the laptop. After a moment, Jonathan's attention shifted. "Is your situation finally over?" he asked bluntly, referring to her menstrual cycle. Amethyst's heart skipped a beat, but she managed to maintain her composure outwardly. Of course, he knows what Jonathan is up to. She nodded slowly, keeping her expression neutral. Even if he didn't want to do those things, he couldn't do anything. Jonathan smirked knowingly. "Good," he said, his voice low and suggestive. "Tonight, come to my room. We'll finally consummate our marriage."