Princess Amber Two By Two Lyrics Novels & Stories

Evie trembles violently, crying softly from pleasure and overload. When we’re fully inside, we stop. I bite her shoulder hard, marking her skin with my teeth. Harvey holds her face with both hands, thumbs stroking her swollen cheeks. “Two suns,” Harvey says, his voice rough. I answer almost at the same time, without thinking: “One orbit.” And then, without planning it, we speak together, voices overlapping, low and possessive: “Mine.” The sound comes out at the same time. Neither of us planned it. It simply happens.

Jane’s gaze flies to the door in panic, "Shhhh... you’re screaming… you’ll get both of us killed. You'll have to manage my hands on your butt; I can't possibly hold your head or hand right now. It's either your knees or your ass.” “Let go of my ass, you lesbian creep.” “Do you want the piggy ride or not??? Perhaps you prefer to walk?” “Just go! I want your hands off my butt as quickly as a few seconds from now.” Jane begins to move slowly, tiptoing, her steps as light as they can be as she tries to navigate us past the prisoners sleeping scattered on the ground. I grab her head to steady myself, basically holding my breath.

I said softly that I knew she would hear. I just bowed and tried to calm myself because they were close to Rose's back. "You are, Fayra. You are a pushover who is ready to steal just to be happy. I know you, you're so ambitious that you can even use your body just to grab what you want---" "Fayra!" "Fayra!"

Princess says with hope in her voice. “ We don't know that” I remind her because we never ask him anything about the female, I don't think I'm ready to hear his answer about why they are together. Anyway getting dressed grabbed my bag off the chair and walked out of the room, I found Amber downstairs waiting for me while eying one of the enforcers. “ You never learn,” I say to her. Pimping her shoulder to mine “There's nothing in doing innocent flirting” grabbing her bag “Besides I can't let one bad experience ruin the rest of eye candy for me” This girl can never know what will come out of her mouth.

"I know, Ammy. I'm so proud of the woman you've become, and I'll always see you as a daughter. I promise I will do everything I can to see you properly settled." She stressed the 'properly' and Ammy valiantly fought to not be sick all over her soft, expensive shoes. She gave her another tight smile and she drew her out of the alcove and into the guests flowing into the ballroom. Ammy was thankful when the press of the crowd separated her from Jia, her perfectly coiffed hair was swallowed up by the press of immaculately dressed nobles. She slowed her pace, following the path of those around her mindlessly. She felt as if Jia had reached inside her chest and viciously removed her heart. Surely

I hear Bianca and Amber from the backyard when I step into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. “How’s this?” Amber asks with a cheerful voice. “It’s too beautiful for me,” Bianca whimpers. “No way, you’re too beautiful for it, I think that you should wear this!” Amber encourages her despite Bianca’s consistent rejection. This woman is making it hard for me to stay away from her. Nevertheless, I walk back up to my room.

I added in an attempt to reassure my bride. "Yeah, I guess that makes sense," Amber acknowledged, nodding slowly. "I'm not even a princess, though." "You are to me," I said plainly. It felt natural to say, although maybe it was a bit corny. Amber looked up at me and smiled, her cheeks turning a deep read in the sunrise glow. She was still wearing pajamas and a translucent robe. I could see a remnant of my last bite mark on her neck from a few nights ago.

“What— hold up! She’s not leaving, no one call me red eyes again, and she’s not leaving.” The room was silent, no one said anything. “You said it twice…” Jared scratched the back of his head. “Huh?” “ ‘She’s not leaving’ you said it twice.” “What is wrong with you?” I asked him, purely frustrated because the last fifteen minutes had been a pointless bumble between all of us. “Lets go P!” Amber said again, pulling on her friend’s arm but I did not stand in her way, it was Pixie’s choice if she wanted to stay or go anyway.

“You owe me a ballgown and your renowned makeup skills. Our deal was to make me look like a princess in exchange for me returning alive.” A small grin returned to her as she wiped the rest of her tears, taking a step back to pick up the empty plates that were once filled with caramel brownies and the creamiest cheesecakes ever. Not even crumbs were spared. “First one to get to the packhouse!” Amber declared, giggling as she dashed for the packhouse. My eyes opened wide at the sudden challenge. I loved every bit of it. “Hey, wait up!” The worst was yet to come, but I had to ready myself.

“You'd better not disappoint me. Now fetch my robe. And get on with it. Never keep a queen waiting. The night is young and just right for fucking.” Both of her men liked the sound of that. So did she. It’d been a while since Amber had gone this many rounds. She had worried being more pregnant would decrease her stamina. But much to her delight, Amber had discovered she was more energized. Ready to go all night long. And that was her intention. To savor this magical night. She just hoped when the sun arose tomorrow this spell wouldn’t be broken.