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The way your breath hitches in your throat. The way your flesh ripples. The way your moans turn into screams.

You feel more alive than you ever have in any other moment in your life.

He pounds into your pussy. Your entire body shakes. Waves of pleasure radiate out of your pussy with every thrust.

And as you feel your body being pulled over the pleasureful edge, you hear Kazimir roar, “YOU ARE MINE AND I AM YOURS FOREVER!”

And it is the most beautiful sound in the entire world.

Your moans and screams get lost in the wind and water and the smack of his cock against your pussy.

Your orgasm crashes into you just like the sea’s waves smashing onto the rocks. Pleasure echoes through your body, through your pussy, through your soul, humming and buzzing, and thrilling every cell in your body.

When you come down, Kazimir is still cumming.

He pulls his cock out of you. “Turn around. I want you to see this madness.”

You do as he says.

A cool wind blows through your hair.

His cock spurts cum your way.

You grab it and help him further.

Kazimir moans loudly.

Chapter 12

The Night of Your Dreams

The next morning, the howls of a man pierces the air and wakes you up.

You slowly open your eyes and instantly miss the warmth of Kazimir’s arms. Only you lay in the huge, soft bed.

Your lion is not in sight.

You turn to the other side of the bed, wondering if your lion is still in the massive master suite.

Sunlight spills in from the opened balcony doors. The morning air is cool. A light breeze brushes across your face, carrying the scent of the sea with it.

More howls sound. Whoever it is, he is experiencing great pain.

A shiver of fear hits you.

You wonder what could be happening? The only thing you are certain of, is that the man screaming is not Kazimir. That is the only fact that keeps you somewhat calm.

You rise from the bed, only wearing a thin white gown.

You grab your new breathtaking robe draped across a gold velvet chair by your bed. With the robe’s endless yardage of tulle, swooping sleeves, and sumptuous satin, it could be substituted for a gown for the most extravagant of red carpet events.

When you put on the robe, the fabric pools around you, creating a breathtakingly cascading effect.

The man howls again off in the distance.

You are certain this is happening in your new castle.

You tie the robe and rush away. The swooshing satin and tulle sways with each step and sweeps around you in an endless flurry of elegance.