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off shirt, showing me what I had been missing over the past few months. "It brings me great shame that I once brought you pain. From this point forth, I dedicate my life to protect you from anything that would make you cry."
He was swift, on top of me, meeting me with a kiss once more. It was wonderful, being treated this way. Feeling like you could absolutely trust the person who you are with for anything. "This is love," I said softly, as my kiss broke.
"Yes. My heart knew it within a day of finding you. It was absurd doing all of that for a girl I had only known for two days - but if I ever let you go, I would have never forgiven myself."
Another kiss, his hand taking down the straps of my dress. He pulled it down off me.
Then he gently folded it and set it to the side. "Beauty deserves the utmost of respect. Although the person it was on was far more tempting that the dress itself."
He smirked, and gazed down at my body. Only in panties, he saw the small bump I was hiding. Leon placed a hand on it, and massaged it gently. I looked down at him. "This is what you need to take your place as king, right?"
"Hah. A nice bonus to having you. If I couldn't find my father's edict, I would have abdicated. Toss away a thousand years of legacy like nothing. I had to have you, no matter what the law said."
Leon's hands moved to my breasts, and squeezed them. They were already excited before hand. Every part of me was excited. It didn't mean I disliked the impulses emanating through my breasts as he sucked on them. The way he moved, there was a small part of me that wondered if other men could come anywhere near his expertise in treating me so well. After all, he was my first - and was to be my only.
I pushed the thoughts out of my head. It was insane to think anything could be better than the way he sucked on my breasts, and moved his hands down my flesh, awakening goosebumps all over me. His fingers slid into my panties, and pulled them down my legs.
Luxury surrounded me so completely. The softness of the blankets under me. I still couldn't believe that this was to be my life. A princess - and then a queen. I was nothing more than an aspiring American artist, and Americans don't become royalty. It was something rarer than a one and a million chance, yet it happened to me.
My eyes rolled back and savored the way he pressed delicately onto my clit, sparking everything through me. A light, knowing touch.
His kisses rolled down my body, enjoying the bump that was forming a bit much. It was his legacy - and if I learned anything about the Dolotovyan people, love and legacy were everything.
His mouth planted down onto my clit with a sudden and explosive lick. I moaned with excitement as he did so. He had eaten me before, and I was quickly reminded of how much I missed his tongue on top of everything else. He was an artist himself here, sliding his tongue around my labia, gentle nibbles on my clit. His tongue going as deep as it could inside me as it took the opportunity to fuck me with it. Leon had awakened my carnal passion in a way no man could ever hope to do. A quake gradually building within, my hands gripping the sheets so tightly. I moaned, welcoming the growing ascent to ecstasy.
I remembered what he did last time. He got me hot and bothered, wishing that he would make me come so hard on his tongue - then he stopped. He demanded that I come with him.
Tonight, though, that didn't seem to be the case. I tossed and turned, my ragged breath through my teeth. I tried to grab his head to brace myself, resist him for the greater reward.
I wasn't very good at it. I murmured in absolute delight as the power within me was going everywhere. He was bringing me to a whole new level of greatness with his tongue.
This was going to be the man I wanted to spend my life with. What on Earth did I do to deserve him?
I trembled all around him as one last strong suck on my clit was all I could take. A deep suck, taking in all of my
He was swift, on top of me, meeting me with a kiss once more. It was wonderful, being treated this way. Feeling like you could absolutely trust the person who you are with for anything. "This is love," I said softly, as my kiss broke.
"Yes. My heart knew it within a day of finding you. It was absurd doing all of that for a girl I had only known for two days - but if I ever let you go, I would have never forgiven myself."
Another kiss, his hand taking down the straps of my dress. He pulled it down off me.
Then he gently folded it and set it to the side. "Beauty deserves the utmost of respect. Although the person it was on was far more tempting that the dress itself."
He smirked, and gazed down at my body. Only in panties, he saw the small bump I was hiding. Leon placed a hand on it, and massaged it gently. I looked down at him. "This is what you need to take your place as king, right?"
"Hah. A nice bonus to having you. If I couldn't find my father's edict, I would have abdicated. Toss away a thousand years of legacy like nothing. I had to have you, no matter what the law said."
Leon's hands moved to my breasts, and squeezed them. They were already excited before hand. Every part of me was excited. It didn't mean I disliked the impulses emanating through my breasts as he sucked on them. The way he moved, there was a small part of me that wondered if other men could come anywhere near his expertise in treating me so well. After all, he was my first - and was to be my only.
I pushed the thoughts out of my head. It was insane to think anything could be better than the way he sucked on my breasts, and moved his hands down my flesh, awakening goosebumps all over me. His fingers slid into my panties, and pulled them down my legs.
Luxury surrounded me so completely. The softness of the blankets under me. I still couldn't believe that this was to be my life. A princess - and then a queen. I was nothing more than an aspiring American artist, and Americans don't become royalty. It was something rarer than a one and a million chance, yet it happened to me.
My eyes rolled back and savored the way he pressed delicately onto my clit, sparking everything through me. A light, knowing touch.
His kisses rolled down my body, enjoying the bump that was forming a bit much. It was his legacy - and if I learned anything about the Dolotovyan people, love and legacy were everything.
His mouth planted down onto my clit with a sudden and explosive lick. I moaned with excitement as he did so. He had eaten me before, and I was quickly reminded of how much I missed his tongue on top of everything else. He was an artist himself here, sliding his tongue around my labia, gentle nibbles on my clit. His tongue going as deep as it could inside me as it took the opportunity to fuck me with it. Leon had awakened my carnal passion in a way no man could ever hope to do. A quake gradually building within, my hands gripping the sheets so tightly. I moaned, welcoming the growing ascent to ecstasy.
I remembered what he did last time. He got me hot and bothered, wishing that he would make me come so hard on his tongue - then he stopped. He demanded that I come with him.
Tonight, though, that didn't seem to be the case. I tossed and turned, my ragged breath through my teeth. I tried to grab his head to brace myself, resist him for the greater reward.
I wasn't very good at it. I murmured in absolute delight as the power within me was going everywhere. He was bringing me to a whole new level of greatness with his tongue.
This was going to be the man I wanted to spend my life with. What on Earth did I do to deserve him?
I trembled all around him as one last strong suck on my clit was all I could take. A deep suck, taking in all of my
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