Sibyl’s POVIn the evening, when I was done with my bath, Amy applied a lotion made of Osmanthus to my body.She ran her fingers gently around my skin, “Your grace, Azariah has left the capital. She did not sleep with Sir Rodriguez and she was not pregnant. This is all part of her conspiracy. I believe Sir Rodriguez is innocent,” she said.I groomed the cat and sighed, “I know. But I saw him naked in bed with Azariah that day. Although I believe they didn't have s.ex, I still feel sick inside. Her plan failed this time, but what if she succeeds next time? What should I do?”Amy said: “You don't have to worry about what didn't happen. I think Sir Rodriguez loves you more than you think. Even if Azariah's scheme works, your husband will not marry her.”I put the sleeping kitten on the blanket. I had my chin in my hands, and I was upset. “It made me realize that the relationship between Nuri and I was not as perfect as I thought. Many women are planning to break up our marriage, and our
Sibyl’s POVOver the next few days, Nuri was gentle. I feel like we're back to the days when we were just married, full of sweetness, passion and shyness.It seems that some small arguments can promote the relationship between husband and wife. Of course, it would be nice if Nuri didn't mention sexy lingerie so often.After a week, my period was over. Nuri has given himself a seven-day holiday and we are going to the garden palace in the suburbs this afternoon.I'm going to take kitty and Shae with me. They seem to know I'm taking them on a trip. They are happy to circle around me and play with me.I held a phoenix feather and teased the kitten. He jumped up and tried to catch it. I deliberately lifted the feather to make him empty. He meowed and I laughed. Suddenly, Shae rubbed her head against my calves behind my back. I felt itchy.“Ha-ha, Shae, don't do that. It tickles.” I turned to look at her.The kitten jumped up and grabbed the feather when I wasn't looking.“Ah,” I let go in
Sibyl’s POVThe hot water of the hot spring makes everything more gentle and lustful.Nuri rubbed my left n.ipple with one hand and put my right n.ipple in his mouth. He was sucking and licking my n.ipples with his tongue, which he made wet and hard.I put my finger in his soft hair and moaned softly.I was gasping for breath with my head raised comfortably. I couldn't tell how much of my comfort came from the hot water and how much from his caress.He tugged at the straps of my underwear as if I were a captive prey waiting for his pleasure.“I'm drunk from the smell of you!” Nuri's eyes squinted in the heat.I felt the hardness in his lower body. Oh! He's so big and strong!I want his giant d.ick inside me!I know my v.agina must be like an open mouth right now, and I feel hot water entering my body and flowing into a part of my wall.Oh, f.uck me.Nuri seemed to read my mind. He spread my legs and rubbed his huge p.enis against my v.aginal opening.His d.ick is hotter than hot sprin
Nuri’s POVHolding Sibyl, I feel hard again.I haven't had s.ex with her in 12 days, and I feel like the desire inside me is about to erupt.And she's wearing this sexy lingerie today, and I don't have any thoughts in my head except f.uck her hard.Sibyl felt my change. She opened her wet eyes and gently pushed my chest. “No, I can't take any more.”Damn it! The way she looked at me and her hoarse voice made me even more unable to control myself.“Don't move, I'll clean you up.”I pulled my d.ick out of her.“Ah,” we all groaned, feeling a kind of emptiness at the same time.I sat up, picked up the clean wet towel I had prepared nearby, and began to clean her wet garden.Oh, I gritted my teeth and looked at her private parts. Her la.bia were swollen from the s.ex, and they opened slightly, like Sibyl's lips when she moaned. White semen and translucent fluid flowed from her p.ussy, drenched her c.litoris and made her pubic hair look like it had been through a storm.Oh, this is the pla
Nuri’s POVOn the sixth day of vacation, one quiet afternoon, I held Sibyl's hand and taught her to write a love poem.This love poem was written for my mother by my father when he was courting her. My mother loved it, wrote it on their marriage certificate and treasured it.When I was young, my mother held me in her arms. I sat on her lap, smelling her perfume, listening to her softly recite this poem:For glance beget ogles,ogles sighs,sighs wishes,wishes words,and words a letter.At first, I didn't know the meaning of the poem, but I thought its rhythm was beautiful. Every time my mother read this poem, she would smile gently, as if immersed in some kind of happy memory. My father would repeat the poem with her in a low voice, and they would look at each other and feel their love with just one look.As I grew up, I came to understand the poem.It contains the love story of my parents.Thirty years ago, New Year's Day finally arrived, and the whole capital was filled with cheers
Sibyl’s POVI walked up and down the hall, too anxious to sit quietly in my chair.Nuri saw my nervousness and held my shoulder as he told me to sit down. “Don't worry, Wayde has gone to pick up Manolo. He'll be there on time.”I sat on the chair and took a sip of tea. But my heart still cannot calm. I can even hear my heart beating.Nuri held my hand and felt the pulse on my wrist.“Why are you so excited?” He asked, smiling. “I don't remember you being so excited when we went to the Sistine Temple to ask a nun about your mother.”My hand pressed against my chest. I looked at Nuri. “I don't know why my heart is beating so fast. I have a feeling that something very important is going to happen.”“Don't worry. Manolo must be bringing good news. You are my wife, and if bad things happen to you, I will stand before you.”Nuri lowered her head and kissed my forehead. I felt some relief and less nervous.“Sir Rodriguez, Manolo is here,” said the servant, standing at the door.I gripped the
Nuri’s POV“Who is my mother? What is her name? What does she look like? How old was she when she gave birth to me?” Sibyl asked many questions about her mother in one breath.“My girl,” said the witch, touching her hair, “I can't tell you the answers to these questions right now. Witches are not allowed to marry humans without permission. It's about your safety and your mother's reputation. I still don't know what happened 18 years ago. I'll give you an answer when I know everything.”“I. . .” Sibyl bit her lip. She wanted to know the answer now, but her thoughtfulness and kindness made her reluctant to push the witch.“What... What is your relationship with my mother? May I know the answer to this question?” Sibyl changed the question.The witch looked at Sibyl's face, tears in her eyes, and she took Sibyl in her arms, “I am your mother's sister. Although all our witches are sisters, your mother and I were born by the same witch who drank from the Mother Spring, so we share the same
Manolo’s POVAfter Nuri left, I couldn't wait to get to the door of Dalena's room.Just as I was about to knock, the door opened.Dalena stood in the room with a serious face. “I knew you'd come for me. Come in.”I looked around to make sure no one saw me, and then I went into the room and closed the door.“Why did you lie?” I asked her. My tone was anxious, even harsh.“We lied a lot tonight. I don't know which lie you're talking about.” Dalena was calm.I stepped forward, “Your sister, Raven, didn't drink the potion at all. Sibyl is not human. She has the blood of a witch. A few months ago, I saw her use her blood to resurrect the immortal flower. The immortal flower is a sacred flower, and if Sibyl were human, she would never have been able to do it.”I'm a little emotional.I took a few deep breaths and said in an apologetic tone, “I'm sorry, please forgive my rudeness. I really want to know the truth, please tell me.”Dalena looked at me, shook her head and sighed. “If my memory