We found our way outside the house, the brisk air making my nipples even harder. “My place okay?” he asked. “It better be close,” I teased with a rough passion seeping through my voice. He weaved his fingers through mine as we began to walk. I snuggled into his shoulder and he stopped to give me his jacket, my shivering more obvious than I thought. Within 5 minutes of small talk and walking my body could not contain itself anymore. I stopped walking and his body stuttered back in response, our hands still intertwined. “What’s wrong?” he asked confused. “I can’t make it to your house,” I stated, bitting my lip. His confused gaze turned to a look of passion as he understood. Without another word he pulled me into his chest, his muscles becoming rigid and his strength holding my tight. Our lips met and my hands ran wildly through his curly hair. He grazed my inner thigh with his hand, startling me. I pushed my body into his feverishly, craving his touch. A wicked smile broke through. With each panting breath she took, more silver blood escaped her body. As Senka gazed at all the blood, she could feel it on herself. It had washed away most of the paint from her body, decorating the girl with its own shimmery hue and abstract design. It soaked through her robes and clung to her. It burrowed itself beneath her skin, never to be scraped off. Tire-se’s cry retrieved Senka back to the moment. Senka ordered the queen to spread her legs. Her light brow furrowed in concentration. There was nothing she could do about the wound bisecting her ruler. Even if there was, she knew queen Tiren-se would not want her to. The other source of her blood loss was far more important. Shrieks reverberated from beyond Senka’s chamber walls. The massacre was stalking its way to them. The dying queen cried out in agony. Senka shoved the many layers of skirts and robes away. The weak-stomached royal bit back a gag. She could see the baby’s head crowning. Canon fire roared outside. A second.
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