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Iliana
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Not good. Not good. Too good. So good.
Ferah pathetically fell right into the opening in her heart she promised to close off. It opened up to something more than what she believed it to be. It was supposed to be sectioned off because she had been told her life was not long in the world. She would never have the feel of a man upon her. She would never have the blessings of bearing a child. She would never have the bliss of raising her son or daughter to be everything they had wanted to be. Ferah was told to take those dreams and fantasies to the depths with her, for they would never come true in any day of her life.
And now, she was having her neck consumed with passion by a brave night.
Ferah let out a whimper of embarrassment and pleasure at the same time. As if the kiss wasn't enough, Cassadel took it upon himself to unchain his hands from whatever bond he had them in, grabbing Ferah in angst. The young girl's cheeks reddened, roses of red blooming on each side of them. Her breathing quickened, knowing that Cassadel could tell so since his lips her pressed against her throat. Her pink eyes flew to a close for reasons unknown but not being brought up. Her body melted against the head board of the bed, slumping backwards and giving Cassadel more room to do...
She bit the inside of her lip at both the thought and his tongue against her untouched skin.
Ferah pathetically fell right into the opening in her heart she promised to close off. It opened up to something more than what she believed it to be. It was supposed to be sectioned off because she had been told her life was not long in the world. She would never have the feel of a man upon her. She would never have the blessings of bearing a child. She would never have the bliss of raising her son or daughter to be everything they had wanted to be. Ferah was told to take those dreams and fantasies to the depths with her, for they would never come true in any day of her life.
And now, she was having her neck consumed with passion by a brave night.
Ferah let out a whimper of embarrassment and pleasure at the same time. As if the kiss wasn't enough, Cassadel took it upon himself to unchain his hands from whatever bond he had them in, grabbing Ferah in angst. The young girl's cheeks reddened, roses of red blooming on each side of them. Her breathing quickened, knowing that Cassadel could tell so since his lips her pressed against her throat. Her pink eyes flew to a close for reasons unknown but not being brought up. Her body melted against the head board of the bed, slumping backwards and giving Cassadel more room to do...
She bit the inside of her lip at both the thought and his tongue against her untouched skin.