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Promised Already

Author: K.K.S.
last update Last Updated: 2022-08-20 03:58:14

Goblins. I winced.

I silenced but gave her a defiant look.

Her dark brown eyes slid down to my lips just above my small pointed chin. She lowered hers to them and pressed her mouth to mine. Caressing her lips over mine.

“Mmm. You do taste as sweet as the rumors say.” She crooned. “And I can feel the heat of you, the light when I close my eyes, from just being near you. You are indeed, intoxicating.”

I blinked at her. Sighing heavily. Great.

“I will let him have you. But after, I will come to fetch my own taste of the pretty Spark.” She reached to slap the top of one bobbing breast.

I hissed at the sharp flicker of pain. “Now wash those pretty parts for him, My Dear.”

She pointed beneath the water.

Closing my eyes in mortification, I took the rag she offered to me in her other hand. Wondering where it had been before, I tried not to think about it as I washed myself.

“Why do you keep doing that.” She pointed to my left hand which was still spinning lazy circles in the water.

“To keep t
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