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The Archduke's Songbird

***Completed*** Lady Jessamyn brought home a ten-year-old orphan when she was eight. He was handsome ^_~. She provided him with a place to stay and warm meals. As they grew up, she desired to marry him, despite their differing statuses. As war raged, he signed up for the military, promising to ask for her hand when he was worthy. Two years later, he became more than what he promised he would be. He became the Archduke of Ayberia. But he broke her heart by marrying her friend. Years rolled away; life happened. She married a man who loved her and fell madly in love with him. She didn't think of him again. But fate was cruel; she was widowed at the age of twenty-one. She lost everything. Seven years later, she met a mysterious wolf while she was out at work in the Archduke's fief. She had a fall. The next morning, she found herself on the Archduke's bed. Did fate bring them together again? Or something nefarious is at play?  Is this a chance for a second love? Will she find out why he abandoned her in the past? Is it possible to rekindle their old love, or is it too late? ----- Join me in this journey. Your comments and votes are appreciated. Gift me to motivate me. Updates will be daily.

Golda · Fantasi
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361 Chs

Worshipping Her

 

 Jerrick's hands followed the journey of his lips, fingers grazing her sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

Jessamyn's hands found their way to his shoulders, gripping them for support as the sensations threatened to overwhelm her. The combination of his touch and the heat of the water made her feel as if she were melting into him.

As his kisses reached the tender curve of her breast, she gasped, her fingers tightening on his shoulders. His mouth moved with a mixture of reverence and hunger, exploring her as if committing every inch to memory. His tongue flicked out, teasing her skin, and she moaned softly, the sound echoing in the steamy room.

Jessamyn's senses were aflame, every touch, every kiss sending waves of pleasure through her. She felt herself sinking deeper into the blissful haze of their shared passion.

His lips continued their journey, moving lower, exploring the contours of her body with an unhurried, deliberate pace.