Erin Grendel "Do you know what it means?" Duncan questioned, eyeing her. Erin shook her head, resting it back on his heart to listen to the rate at which it beat. "But I could ask Aunt Kayla or the fanged god for the meaning," Erin suggested, and Duncan hugged her to his body in silent appreciation in advance. He kissed her forehead softly, and her cheeks flushed. Her pussy still throbbed from the intense fingering. She wanted more and wished he had used his dick instead. "What are you thinking about?" Duncan asked, and she shook her head, snuggling into his body. "Are you sure about that?" "Yes," Erin said, and Duncan sealed his mouth shut. They lay in silence for a while before he broke the silence by asking, "Are you asleep?" "Not at all," Erin responded. "Why then are you quiet?" "I am just enjoying my moment with you. The silence is a comfortable one and I love it," Erin beamed, sounding muffled because her lips were placed on Duncan's chest. She darted out her tongue

Duncan Mirthon The rays of sunshine cascaded into Duncan's room, falling on his face and hitting it until it roused him from his slumber. He groaned, wrinkling his face in displeasure as he turned to the other side of the bed. "Hildegard," he said in a groggy voice that sounded scratchy and deep. "Take care of the blinds."Instead of falling back to sleep, he squeezed his eyes when the sound of the curtain being zapped open filled the air, and the sun illuminated the room. "Get up, pretty boy," Hildegard teased, and Duncan grunted in response, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You will be late for the meeting if you do not get that buttocks of yours up." Duncan stretched, attempting to sit up, but his joints protested as they made popping sounds. He laid back, peeling his eyes open and squinting them until they grew accustomed to the brightness. "What meeting?" Duncan inquired, directing his gaze at Hildegard, who was already dressed. "You have got to be kidding me, Duncan," H

Erin Grendel"What do you mean by I have been with someone else?" Erin knitted her brows into a frown as she sized Mark up. "You know what I mean," he stated, and angry clouds began to grow in his eyes. Erin's heart skipped a beat, and she took a step back, wanting to be a reasonable distance away from him. "No, I do not know what you mean," Erin replied, feigning anger as she sized him up and furrowed her forehead. "Yes, you do." Mark scanned her face. "You reek of someone else. You have been a partaker of iniquity.""Are you accusing me of infidelity?" Erin asked, her anger slowly rising at the way Mark reacted. "This dress was recently bought and handled by different people. This is the first time I am putting on this dress." His facial expression softened, and he pinched the bridge of his nose, letting a sigh escape his lips as he squeezed his eyes shut. His hands fell from his face, and his eyes opened once again. "I did not mean to accuse you wrongly. I just do not want to

Duncan knitted his brows into a frown, wondering why she was acting that way. "Are you blushing?" Duncan inquired in disbelief and a little bit of confusion. "No," Lara responded from over her book. "You dirty liar," Duncan started, going over to her bed and pulling the book out of her face. "What is it with you and him?"He put his finger on the page she was reading. "Nothing," Lara answered, reaching for her book, but Duncan moved his hand away from her reach, holding it above his head. "Duncan, can I have my book back?""Not until you tell me who this Thorlon is," Duncan declared, eyeing her. "Duncan!" Lara exclaimed, thinning her eyes into crinkled slits and rising from the bed. "Give it back! Okay, at least put a bookmark in between the pages." "What is it that you are even reading?" His voice was piqued with curiosity as he brought the book down to his eye level.Lara jumped, extending her hand to snatch it, but Duncan proved to be faster once again by raising his hand. D

Duncan Mirthon"I am telling you, he did not do it," Lara followed Duncan, hot on his tail. Duncan marched away from her, trying to get rid of her, but she was adamant as always. "Look, leave me alone, Lara. You should discuss this with your father and not me. There is absolutely nothing I can do," Duncan responded in a tired voice, combing his fingers through his hair. "But you can talk to father and the elders, make them see that he is innocent. At least, give him a hearing," Lara urged, taking the next turn with him, trudging into his office. "I can not," Duncan crisped, letting out a deep sigh. "Father was really disappointed at Egor. How do you want me to stand before an angry king?" "An angry king that is also your father. Of course, you know your way around his heart." Lara pulled one of Duncan's chairs out and sat on it, eyes trained on him. "And also your father. Of you will excuse me, I have a lot of preparation to make," Duncan stated, picking up a file and glancing t