MainNovelChapter 765: "She is not for me, little star." Daemonikai's calm voice cut through, lifting her chin again so their gazes met. "She is for you." Emeriel stared at him. "Me...?" "Yes," he said, voice soothing, reassuring. "For support. For comfort. Do you trust me?" There was no hesitation. "Yes." "Good." He kissed her again, longer this time, until she was once again breathless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThen his hands moved to her gown, slipping the silk from her shoulders, baring her slowly to the candlelight, inch by inch. Her hair was unpinned, falling over her shoulders in waves. She wasn't sure how to feel about being naked, pregnant, before another... someone who wasn't him. She made a tiny, shy sound, pressing herself into his chest as he finished undressing her.
"You are incredibly beautiful." Daemonikai held her close, his deep voice sending a shiver down her spine. "I have seen you bare countless times, yet I cannot resist thinking it every single time. Always my first thought." His gaze slid over her with heat. "Isn't she beautiful, Alviara?" "She is," cthe reply behind Emeriel, appreciative and smooth. "Even more so now that she carries your child, Your Grace." "Indeed." Daemonikai lifted her into his arms, but as she reached to wrap her hands around his neck, he transferred her carefully into Alviara's arms instead. “Here." "I'm heavy," Emeriel protested.
Alviara took her weight with ease, giving a low, sultry laugh. "To a human, maybe." She carried Emeriel effortlessly across the room, graceful as a dancer, stopping at the foot of the bed before slowly setting her down. Emeriel's feet touched the floor, and her eyes immediately sought her beloved. Daemonikai had retaken his seat, lounging back in the chair once more, watching her. But before she could lose herself in him, Alviara nudged her chin gently.
"None of that," cthe quiet command. "Focus on me. Pretend he isn't here." Find what you love at gVlnovs.☐☐☐ Was that even possible? But she drew a calming breath. "Alright." She still didn't entirely understand what was happening, but her curiosity outweighed her nerves.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Good girl," the courtesan praised. "You seem tense. Relax." It was the gentlest command, and yet something in Emeriel's body responded as though it had no choice. The tightness in her shoulders softened. Her breathing slowed.
"Very good," Alviara continued, smiling. "Now look atand tellwhat you see."
Emeriel lifted her gaze fully to the female before her. Alviara was vision in red and black a short silk a garment hugging every curve of her body. Her breasts were showcased, the soft roundness spilling just over the line of her bodice.
"You look very pretty," Emeriel said, her voice honest. The content is on novelenglish.net!
Alviara's grin was confident and unashamed. "I know." She stepped closer, their bodies almost touching. "I'm a whore of many skills, my m princess Trained in every art of pleasure and practices that bring males and females alike to their knees." Her voice threaded with gentleness. "One of those skills is easing nervous first-timers through their first night with their mates... and helping haunted females find-"
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