EdwinaHe didn’t hesitate, and I returned the kiss. Our tongues collided with each other, and his lips just felt right against mine.My hands were on his neck and his hand moved to my back pressing my chest tightly against his.I let out a little moan as the kiss got more intense, I had lost all my reasoning at that moment, and nothing else mattered to me. This is the Edward that I remembered but even this time I feel more passion in his arms.We kissed passionately as the wind blew into the room, and it felt like we were in the clouds.All my body was saying yes to him, but I still had the voice at the back of my head, saying I was being silly while the rest of my body and my mind wanted him all to myself. I ignored the voices of reasoning, the voice of vengeance and I replaced them with answers, saying “It doesn’t matter if we got a little close, because I know my end goal”Edward was slowly taking his time to kiss me, and even though he didn’t hesitate I could tell that I was tryin
When he kissed my lips, I came back to life, throwing my arms around him, and aggressively hugging him briefly. Then, still joined at the lips with our tongues engaged in erotic play, I pulled my arms back and slid them between us. He undid the front of his pants and yanked them open as far as I could.Reaching in I clutched his erect cock in curiosity, squeezing it tightly.He put his hands on my hips and kissed my naval, the tip of his tongue tickling me exquisitely. Then he started to pull down the waistband of my panties. Once the underwear was gone, before I could lower my legs, he bent down, kissing me lightly on my bare inner thighs, then his tongue traced a path up to my waiting pussy.He kissed each outer lip before slipping his tongue into the gap between them, where it moved upwards to my clitoris. When it made contact I inhaled in a short series of shallow, sudden, jerking gasps. I came down off my elbows and laid flat on my back, my hands now grabbing the bedsheets and cl
EdwardI couldn’t believe what just happened between me and Edwina. It seemed like I’d been waiting my whole life for this moment, and I imagined that this moment would happen after our wedding, but it came.But to think that we would have such a moment, especially knowing fully well that she loathes me so much.What could I have done to deserve such a beautiful moment with her?I have been filled with the anger of those men trying to violate, and that was all that was in my head. I didn’t know how long I was going to dwell in the state, but Edwina brought me out of it with something I had been longing for since the moment I met her.When she first kissed me, I thought I was dreaming. I was enjoying the moment so much that I didn’t want anything to interrupt it but also my logical thinking, wouldn’t let me enjoy the moment in peace I had to ask if she was OK with it. I do not want to be seen as someone who took advantage of her in her vulnerable state, especially after the night she h
EdwardAs the morning sun gently crept into the room, I stirred from my slumber, blinking away the remains of sleep. Beside me, Edwina lay peacefully, her breathing steady and calm. I didn't want to disturb her, but I knew I had to slip away quietly before she awoke.Carefully, I detached myself from her embrace, silently reaching for my clothes and dressing myself. Every movement was deliberate, every sound muffled as I tiptoed across the room. I couldn't risk waking her just yet.In the kitchen, I scanned the scant shelves for something to prepare for breakfast. My heart sank at the lack of options, but then I spotted them—fresh cherries, sitting in a small bowl. It wasn't much, but it would have to do.Rummaging through the cupboards, I found a few more ingredients—a couple of eggs, some flour—and set to work. Time seemed to slip away as I moved about the kitchen, the familiar rhythm of cooking soothing my nerves.Soon, a simple breakfast was ready, and I carefully arranged it on a
Edward I stared at the stranger before me, his presence unsettling and his words dripping with a chilling confidence. His dark, cold eyes bore into mine, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was facing someone dangerous. "Who are you?" I repeated, my voice steady despite the rising tension in the air. "Edward! The one King that happened to piss off so many people, just for a woman" he asks ignoring my question His words only fueled my confusion. "I do not think you need to know who I am," he continued, his voice icy. "But I will tell you why I am here." "I am here for you, of course," he stated, "Matter-of-factly You are so important that you brought me all the way here." What is he even talking about? What could he possibly want from me? And why had he been watching me from afar? "What the hell are you talking about I ask still standing in defense mode because I knew that something was going to come up sooner or later. “The Almighty King Edward, who is sitting in
Edward It was strange to me to see Alfie still. so you mean somewhere around the world there is someone else gathering rogues who is me and isn't Damien? I ran outside and continued my search, and then I heard a scream. That was it, Edwina's voice I looked directly to where the sand was coming from, and I saw two men holding that down, then came the so-called Alfie in human form, and he walked forward. "Did you think you could escape me your king, I didn’t expect you would take the run..." Alfie walked forward to me spewing trash. “ you flatter yourself, my man, You are no match for me and I never run from a fight. All I do is strategize. Now please tell your demons to leave Edwina alone.” I tried not to sound desperate, I couldn’t hide my desperation. “Oh, the princess Edwina! She is even more beautiful in person. You know I imagined what you saw in her to make you make such a stupid decision that almost cost you our kingdom. But now I kind of see it. She Exhumes
Edward, Alfie fell to the ground, but I knew that whatever hurt hE sustained was just for the moment. Arthur had the opportunity to take Edwina and flea. I went back forward to check on Alfie, but he got up at the speed of light from where he fell. The next time I saw him,he was a long distance away from me. I wonder what game is playing now. He knows I can reach him right? “Oh, poor Alfie, what is going on with you? Are you beginning to run from a fight?“ I said, mocking him. “Oh silly Edward, my little brother, because you managed to throw a punch doesn’t mean you have won the battle. I have told you what I want and my condition, do you think Edwina will ever truly be safe with me lurking around? Even if you save her today, there’s no telling what tomorrow holds.” I couldn’t stand the shit he was saying I sped up to him where he was standing and threw a large punch, hoping that it would reach into him to at least cause some damage but he caught up with my
Alfie's Pov I am Alfred, the first son of Uther Sullivan. My father, Uther, had an affair with my mother, but he lacked the courage to acknowledge her openly. And why? Simply because my mother, a mere servant, hailed from a tribe deemed forbidden by the standards of our society. They believed the werewolves of Whistleberry were cursed, yet Uther, the almighty king of Galencia, didn't consider that when he engaged in a relationship with my mother. He led her to believe that he loved her, whispering sweet words and making promises he never intended to keep. But all the while, Mother remained oblivious to his true identity. Eventually, Uther informed my mother that their relationship could no longer continue. However, by that point, she was already pregnant, unaware of the life growing within her. What would it have taken for him to marry her, after all the silly promises he made during their relationship? It seemed like a simple enough question, yet the answer eluded me. Perhap