Apparently Loren’s instructions were sufficient, seeing as Then her fangs slid into his skin, and pleasure crested within him. Unlike her, he was less practiced at this. Given what Frey had put him through, though, he was able to keep his moans stifled, though enough sound escaped that the queen had to have heard it. Not that she wasn’t aware exactly what he was feeling of course. Far too soon, she pulled away, and he felt himself panting, breath coming out in quick clouds of white, cheeks flushed with lingering heat. Guess it wasn’t just Rexanna whose bites filled him with ecstasy, not that he’d really expected that to be the case. Although he was still somewhat lost in a lusty haze, his eyes watched Wessex carefully, curious to see if she was going to summon the Spark Bird or not. LOREN Not quite an open book |
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the Firebrand
Headmaster / Grand Healer ✓
Age: 30 | Height: 5' 11' | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 11 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 33 - Endr: 35 - Luck: 39 - Int: ASTRA - Mythical - Luxere
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