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Princess Yeri.

I know what I am asking of him. And I know the moment where Ozar surrendered to it. It wasn’t when he decided to take off his belt, or when he gazed at me. It was when he stopped walking. Or was it when he couldn’t leave? It is true what Diana said to me, ‘no man would be able to resist me’. I push the sheets aside as his weight sinks into the bed, he is a man that is built like armours and weapons.

Yet, a flicker of tenderness softens his fierce gaze. The furs dip significantly, creating a valley between us. A flush creeps up my neck for I am so close to him. I smell, cedarwood, vetiver and everything leather. I want him to hold me with his strong arms, I want his calloused hands to go in between my legs and his stern mouth, to grasp a hold of my breasts. I need it. I was not lying when I said he can make me feel better.

"You fill this bed like a longship in a storm." I say, my voice is laced with affection and need

"Perhaps," he conceded, his voice is a rough bass, l