Worst Fears Coming True
After the explosive climaxes that shook them to their cores, the air between the two hung thick and heavy with the scent of sweat and desire.
But before Asher could say or think anything, his vision began to blur as a flood of exhaustion suddenly overwhelmed him.
He was never to doze off after just cumming twice, but he knew it must be because of whatever was going on with his body.
And before he knew it, his consciousness slipped into darkness.
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In the regal dressing room of the Demonstone Castle, the morning light streamed through the windows, casting a crimson hue over the room.
Rowena sat before a large mirror, her reflection poised and stately. Maids fluttered around her, dressing her in royal attire, their movements precise and reverent.
Ceti, standing by Rowena's side, had just provided the day's schedule, her voice a soft but firm presence in the room.