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Still… how beautiful would her hair look, whipping in the wind as I hunted her through the forest?
Honestly, it was more of a frog march than a romantic post-ceremony stroll, but the joke was on him because I was into being manhandled.
LOL
I’d been promised monster fucking, and I wasn’t getting any damn monster fucking.
“Oh, and we’ll discuss that smart mouth of yours later,” I told Ophelia mildly. She blinked at me. “Ah, yes. When we do all that talking we spend so much time doing. That sounds just like us.”
“You may be the king of this realm and used to demanding every little thing you want,” I purred, rocking my hips slowly. “But I am your queen. You will put in work for me.”
Ok bad bitch
Ophelia was a miracle for this realm. Even if she wasn’t, she was mine, and she was a miracle to me.
