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Amara's pov The astronomers would say a night sky littered with stars twinkling and illuminating the atmosphere would be the most beautiful sight and I once agreed with this but now, at the moment I refute their claims.There was something far more beautiful.His hands were on my knees, fingers gripping my flesh as he parted my legs to bare my core before him. The cool breeze blew ever so softly and I inhaled closing my eyes for a brief moment as the air caressed my skin, skimming over my exposed lap and blowing across my exposed center sending sensual sensations as it brushed against my moist folds.I opened my eyes to peer at him, my cheeks heating up at the sight.His hair pulled back with my scrunchie with a few stray locks falling over his face, those strands somewhat shone with wetness from my release a few seconds ago and I could see droplets of it coating his face and some were on his lips, with his gaze still focused on my cunt, his tongue peeked out
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Amara's pov I tilted my head, gazing up at the sky on hearing his question which sent exquisite tingles gushing through my nerves despite not knowing what it fully meant. The stars above were magnificent but not as admirable as the wonderful creature I had for a husband currently lurking between my legs, with fingers trailing teasingly against my skin and head dipping slowly building my anticipation for what was to come.What does he mean by the ones I am about to make you see? I questioned myself as his head completely hovered above my cunt and his gaze lowered staring at it intensely.I curled my toes, a sharp intake of breath as his hot breath fanned my damp core and he pressed a kiss to the top of my cunt right where my pubic hair grew, "I think I prefer the ones above, in the sky, they are quite magnificent, grump, do you agree?" My words came out breathless for he moved his face right to my exposed cunt, running his nose between the slit, his growing must
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Amara’s povI couldn't control my shrieks of pleasure nor could I control my movements.He licked out my core severally before moving back to my entrance and he pursed his lips, collecting the soft flesh in his mouth and suckling softly till I bit down on my lips worried that I'd disturb the quiet of the night with my wild moans."Spell for me." He muffled against my pussy and I didn't have time to ask what he wanted before I felt his tongue tracing tenderly against my moist cunt."I-AM-ORIAN'S-PRO-PERTY." I spelled out the letters out in between loud moans not caring how possessive the words sounded only worrying about the feel of his tongue against my pussy and how he went back to suckling on my cunt."So fucking sweet malyshka, you look pretty with my face between your cunt while you moan and trash against the ground like a whore, grinding your core against my face like a needy little slut."He separated my folds with his fingers licking between them awakening the carnal feelings
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Amara’s pov"All done." I wiped Orian's face with the hem of my gown blushing at the fact that I had caused the mess and I couldn't just let him stay with my release all over his face as he insisted. He wanted to know how everyone else would know he belonged to me if he wasn't carrying my essence, like anyone would see him to tonight, "Can I have my panties?""Nope." He grinned sliding his hands over my thighs and going up to palm my butt cheeks, "I much rather prefer you bare."I slapped his hands away knowing where this would lead and quickly got to my feet wanting to escape him but I fell due to my legs still weak with pleasure and he chuckled again, grabbing me from the ground and hoisting me in his arms, "Weakling." He teased."Big Monster." I stuck my tongue back at him."Want to know what other big monster I have? I promise you, you would love this one.""Describe it." I raised my brows in confusion wondering what he was talking about now."It's huge and it gets you pregnant."
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Orian's povDear Diary,I had just realized that we are approaching autumn, not my favorite season nor do I have any favorite seasons. I have never been big on seasons but for some reason, I looked forward to autumn coming and going by so it would be winter soon. I am excited about winter and for one reason only.Her.It's her favorite season, and the way she talks about it, describes it and yearns for it makes me want to experience it so I can relate with her. It makes me want to see winter through her eyes and it also makes me want to witness how happy she would be during winter.I have seen her before, from afar, the glee that grows in her when the season arrives. All those years I watched her intensified my hatred for her and her family. With each coming season, they always had fun activities. Spring came with playing in the rain with her parents, her brother, and her best friend's family wasn't left out. Summer came with the busiest summer activities I have ever seen and i
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Orian’s pov"You see they are not running off!" Nexus pointed out as we hid under the bushes watching them as they interacted with the townspeople and I felt a bit of pride watching how graceful she was with the strangers even if there was this fear of them not accepting herI could tell that she was tense and nervous from the way she smiled at them, unsure of their reaction and her picking her words carefully or just listening to them talk while she cuddled her puppy."His arm just grazed hers!" I twisted my lips in disgust watching her smile up at him as he whispered something, "What the fuck do they think they are on? Their honeymoon?"Nexus palmed his face at my question as focused on brushing leaves off his shirt, "It's just an arm brush.""Oh look, she's laughing. He's suddenly a comedian now. In all the years I have known him, he has never made me laugh, not even smile." I grumbled crunching some dead leaves in my palm as a way to take out my anger."Probably because your heart
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Amara's pov I had begun to regret my decision of asking Eric not to drop me off at the castle so I could walk as the ache in my legs spread but the view of the castle towers came into my sight and the excitement of telling Orian about my day bubbled within me making me forget the ache. I hastened my steps so I could get to my destination as quickly as I could.The sun was setting already, the skies filled with pink streaks, and the wind blew gently against me rustling my skirts as I walked through the grass.It was already a bit late and I knew Aileen would be gone by now meaning Orian and I would be alone together, and we could do anything without worrying about us causing a disturbance.I looked in my arms as puppy Orian stirred in them. She had been asleep since Eric dropped me off and I couldn't wait to get home so I could put her to bed.Things went better than we planned, didn't they? I could tell. Cora was grinning as she spoke to me, we were just agitated fo
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Amara’s povThen who was in his bed all day while you went around town playing Queen? Her words lingered in my mind as I finished with my millisecond self-evaluation and walked down the foyer without wasting more time, aiming for the stairs and pondering on what to do.If he did it, we would feel it, Amara, Cora was trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince me as we could both perceive their scents together, pervading through the atmosphere while I got to the stairs.He knows spells, I am trying my best to trust him, Cora, I am trying, I went up the stairs quietly, my quaking hands holding puppy Orian as I made my way to my room, but she smelt like him, she looked like they did something, and what if he cast a spell for us not to feel anything the same way he could use deceit in his appearance when we first met?I wouldn't lie, I felt culpable.The guilt coursed through me as my heartbeat increased with my thoughts accelerating. I felt disappointed in myself tha
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Orian's pov"Your majesty." A hand shook my shoulder with much force as the voice called out and I jerked raising my head to see Emery standing before me with a look of worry in her eyes, "Ah, I was worried when you weren't replying for a while...""Emery." I got up from the floor and brushed my hands on my pants, "Is Amara well? Is she alright?"She gave me a sad look and took in a deep sigh before taking the seat next to us. Her hands cradled her head as she looked like she was in deep thought, "You should never have brought her here, your majesty.""You think I do not know that ma?" I whispered sitting next to her expecting the worst with the emotions she relayed, "Please tell me my wife is well?"She turned her head looking at me with her eyes glossy with tears and I blinked keeping mine back bracing myself for what was to come, "It worked." As I heard those two words, relief that I had never known washed through me and I let out a great sigh Falling back agai
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Orian's pov There was an unwavering eerie feeling that settled within me the moment I entered Avalon, this hunch was something I could say emanated from the air of gloom settling above the kingdom ridding it of its light just as it had rid me of the glee I felt when I was on my way here.Something was wrong.I just knew it.And I had begun to imagine that the message Nexus had passed across about me returning home soon had very little thing to do with Amara and my family missing me and everything to do with a tragedy that I couldn't quite figure out what it could be. I didn't give much thought to it, I clutched onto my bag, and my other hand held another package that bore gifts for Amara.I couldn't go on a journey without picking up everything that I saw would fit her and as I walked my way towards the castle, I focused on the glee of my journey being successful and not on the in-depth feeling of dread settling in my belly. The journey had
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Amara's pov I remember everything.These words rang through my brain as I snapped my eyes open, willing myself to pull away from the terrifying nightmare that had me in its claws pining me away from reality.I lifted myself from the bed, sitting upright with my fingers holding at my throat as I tried to steady my breathing and I instantly noticed that I was alone.Orian wasn't beside me.I tried to call out his name but my voice felt hoarse and I was too weakened from the aftermath of the dream to muster the strength to call out for him knowing that he'd be around somewhere.I instinctively reached for the bottle of water by the bedside and grabbed at it, popping open the cover before turning it over and taking big terrifying gulps to soothe the thirst in my throat after that, I got to the strawberries, eating them greedily with my heart warming at how thoughtful Orian was to place them there for me and as I sat there eating, I remembered it all, my dream, my forgotten reality.
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Orian's povI had the loveliest of dreams.One in which Amara loved me and I let her love me.I didn't want to force my eyes open as I was enwrapped in the blissful reverie of the dream, the state in which I was presently was one of unattained bliss as the images of what had happened tainted my memories.I moved against the bed, my hand reaching out instinctively to draw the person next to me closer, and as bare skin met soft bare skin igniting a fire of remembrance against us, I noticed that I was naked, we were naked with what felt like a single blanket covering us up.I opened my eyes to look down so as I confirm what I felt and it was true.We were bare, entangled together within the sheets and the most beautiful and most noticeable contrast that I had ever seen came to play before my eyes. Amara's skin, so translucent and ever appealing was illuminated by the glow of the moonlight reminding me of why I had picked her nickname for her, lunny svet.moy malen'kiy
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Amara's pov Growing up, I had often wondered how my first kiss would be. My imagination ran wild at creating the perfect scenarios. Would it be when my partner and I were running in the rain and he would turn to sneak a quick one leaving me in pleasurable surprise or would it be at a park? Running in the fields gasping with exhaustion and he seals his lips to mine while laying me against the soft grass?All these scenarios filled my daydreams and even when I met Grump and confirmed we were soulmates, his face filled my dreams leaving me wondering what our first kiss would be like and when it would be.I have had many imaginations but nothing beats what was going on right now and nothing ever will. What transpired at the moment had fulfilled my fairy tale need for a perfect first kiss and it had me curling my toes with my eyes shut and my fingers gripping at the fabric of his coat when I wanted badly to slip them around his neck and pull him closer to deepen the kis
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Orian's povDear Diary, I am 30 today.30 years of my miserable existence.What's the essence of birthdays if my mother always cursed the day I was born and the people around me perceived me as insufferable?I feel as gloomy as ever, it isn't any different from the rest as I am reminded of all the tragic incidents that happened after my 5th birthday which started with losing snow and I still blame myself no matter how much Amara tells me that it was never my fault.I wonder what will happen today? What tragic thing fate has in store for me. Would I finally die or I would lose the woman that I hold close to my heart?I didn't tell her that it was my birthday today.She would get excited not knowing how much I hated birthdays and then she would get disappointed when she found out that this was the unluckiest day in my life and I feared that she might be affected.I might understand why my mother cursed the day I was born frequently, even if Amara has told me a lot that none of it that
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Amara's pov There was happiness before me because of the festival but only terror filled my heart as I rubbed my fingers against my chest trying to be rid of the terrible feeling lodged in me which was caused by the nightmares I had recently.Orian's PTSD had gotten worse these days, after finding him on the day he had sneaked off claiming he was alright. He had frequent nightmares and flashbacks that had him ending up in terrible states which resulted in him shying away from me most of the time.I felt like a failure in these moments, At first mating with him hadn't improved his scars or health which he badly wanted gone. The curse was still somewhat effective and my doing my best in trying to help him in matters related to trauma hadn't done much.I reached my hand up to my neck, my fingers clutching at the necklace I wore now which was a gift from Penelope, Akanther's widow and just then, she just then she looked in my direction smiling at me and waving for
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Orian's pov A groan passed my lips as I bent over a seat to rest on it. My hand instinctively went to my face cradling my dressed wound which had begun to ache immediately after I sat.We had started the preparations for the festival and my gaze went to where Amara stood with the rest of the team as she discussed with them with her hands tucked in her pockets and her loose ponytail falling down her back. I didn't have the chance to fix it properly after our raunchy explorations in the library moments ago and just then she looked behind her, her green eyes meeting mine and cheeks reddening, no doubt she had remembered exactly the scenes I was replaying in my head with her back pressed against the shelves and legs hooked around my waist while I drove into her warm heat.I swallowed shaking my head and willing the thoughts away before I got a hard-on in public which would lead to me stealing her away again despite the ache in my wound and the many things we had to
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Amara’s pov"How did you meet Akanther?""At a club." He replied threading his fingers in mine, "I used to go there to clean the shoes of the men, they paid pretty well and he was impressed by me the first time I cleaned his. He got me food and was perplexed when I ran home with it instead of eating it right there as he saw I looked famished. I had to share it with my sister and she told me about how we shouldn't trust him thinking he could be like our parents.""She cared about you Orian. I am glad you both had each other during those times.""I never saw Akanther again after that year but I met him a few times before he traveled back and the next time I saw him again was when I turned thirteen and Imelda was sick then. I talked to him and he mentioned taking me along with him back to his kingdom because he had taken a liking to me, it was an offer I gladly accepted on the condition that I bring Imelda along and he agreed. We were to leave that same night and I got home quickly to ge
