Tinkerbell And Terence Fanfic Novels & Stories

For a moment, neither of them moved. Then, with her cheeks still warm and her pride warring against everything else, Annabelle spoke. “I want you...to bend me over your desk and make me scream till I lose my voice. If you can.” She didn’t look away even as her cheeks grew hotter. Andre’s grin was slow and unmistakably pleased. “There it is,” he murmured. And then he closed the distance. His lips found her with an ease that made her breath catch all over again, like he had been waiting for it.

Yet, when I attempted to mate with her, it proved futile. “What is that?” Aaron inquired, his brow furrowing with concern. “The mating process,” I confessed with a heavy heart. “I couldn't feel her. It signifies one harsh reality: nothing will ever work between us. The only recourse left is to sever this sickening bond and return her to her family, even if it necessitates enlisting more witches to dissolve the tie. I'll endure the pain; after all, I've grown accustomed to such pain,” I murmured, gazing out of the window, grappling with the weight of my decision.