She turned, the front of her white robes, trimmed in black, bulged from her heavily pregnant stomach. She had the red skin of Thlin, her white-blonde ...hair pulled back in a loose braid, a motherly smile on her lips.“Be welcome, sir Knight, to the Temple of Marriage and Fidelity,” she breathed as she waddled out of the transept, her hands idly rubbing at the front of her robes. “Husband, we have a guest.”“Hmm?” a voice grunted from another transept. A moment later a tall man stepped out, head. Something inside my head kept on telling me that I was just keeping myself busy so that I wouldn’t need to think about what I had found out. Whether it was true or not didn’t really matter, since even if I tried avoiding thinking about those things during the days, they did come in my dreams. With full force. I remembered most of those dreams, even if I didn’t really want to.The autumn was really here when I got my next group of visitors. It had been raining heavily two days in a row and I kept. Look how easy she was..." No, not easy. Cassandra has a strong will. What she also possesses is a desire to be dominated. That has come from her human upbringing; some weakness perhaps in the humans who raised her." But a weakness nonetheless." Yes and one I shall remedy before she takes my throne." But why, Mother? Why her and not me?" Because while you are admittedly stronger than Cassandra, you are also reckless. We vampires may individually be stronger than humans but collectively they. He wanted to whisper his love for her. He wanted to cherish her body with hands and mouth. She wanted him to fuck her so hard her voice went hoarse from screaming. She wanted animal, blood, rutting, and messy sex. Things he was afraid to give her, but she demanded all the same. He kept a tight leash on the rage that lingered under his skin for a reason. Once he let go, he wanted every last inch of her, taking as the primal anger and lust burnt him up. But once again she pushed and pushed,.