𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐎'𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑
❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲❞
𝐃𝐚'𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳 wished her family loved her the way most families loved each other. It was...
❝We are linked by blood, and blood is memory without language.❞
⎯ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝⎯
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𝐃𝐀'𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐙
Flash back
Judgement
to express a bad opinion of someone's behaviour, often because you think you are better than them and or the ability to make considered decisions or come to sensible conclusions.
What I had done was something more than dance with the devil. I knew what I did was not going to be something my father approved of.
His kiss was nothing I had imagined, nothing I had dreamt of committing. His rough hands clenching at the dress that seemingly rose from my thighs. The groaning slipping melodically from his aggressive lips, causing a hitch to haunt my breathing. This passion was nothing I desired and yet it felt bittersweet.
A desire no more of blood, only the desire to desperately clench my thighs.
I quickly became mesmerized deepening the kiss, gripping tightly at his neck pulling him deeper into me-I had him where I wanted him.
I had been running from my past, both of us running from an empire scarred deep down, but in this moment I finally felt at peace with myself. I felt like the world had stopped revolving for a moment. His roughly tight hands gliding against my warm tender skin.
Clenching my thighs as the pounding of my now aroused clit caused little flutters from with in me. Kyan was treacherous but the groaning slipping from his lips only turned me on supplementally.
"Nova" I couldn't help but drown in the lust seeping from his heavy voice. Placing his head deeply in the nape of neck causing a sudden hitch in my breathy moan. A smirk was placed against my burning skin, I couldn't help but love the sensation.
"I want to hear all those pretty little moans."
Nuzzling his face into my neck making my breathing stop for a little.
Little wet pecks began to placed on my bare skin as my body began to tense at the feeling. The warmth of my body began to radiate and began to burn from within.
Biting imprinted onto the nape of my neck causing a moan to escape from my lips holding my hand up to my mouth to keep from continuing.
I had once again let my guard down around him knowing the reasoning behind it was so that he could kill me. My enemy was still my enemy and in this moment I became reckless and stupid none the less.-what the hell is happening this wasn't supposed to be this way.
