Ep33 b

Antiope

Goddess, grant me strength! I pray as his lips lick mine and I lose command of my body. I was attracted to him before but now there is no stopping it, no putting logic in the middle, not thinking what has transpired between us. There is only the fire on my skin that makes me hotter as he caresses me with fervor.

"Älskling,” he sucks the skin on my mark and I moan.

“I... need to learn some Swedish.”

“I’ll teach you,” he smiles against my mouth and picks me up.

He goes up the stairs to his room and he doesn’t stop kissing me. He lets the moonlight shine in and he kneels on his bed, letting me gently on the mattress. I look into his eyes and I can’t resist the feelings I see in there.

“I want you, Magnus.”

“I want you too. I will be gentle for the first time, mate,” he smiles and I blush. “But after that, I can’t make any promises.”

My mouth falls open at his statement. Does he know I am a virgin? I feel blood fill my face and I hide it in my hands.

“Nothing to be embarrassed, li