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Snuggling even further down the heat, the female rolled over with another whine, face burying itself into Ves'tacha*. Hands tucked up to her chest, her body curled, located by the torso and lower regions as she shifted around, almost as if she was waking up on her own.
A clawed hand, gleaming oh so faintly, stroked down the bride's cheek, brushing over her wild mane of hair. Scarlet on scarlet.
The bed of the celestial king glowed faintly. Fallen feathers, emitting a soft light, were nestled among the silken sheets and coverlets. His highness seemed to be twinkling with iridescent strands of starlight, smokey eyes deep with thought. Catalina herself rested in this man's lap, as snug and precious as any hidden gem.
Authority emanated from the emperor's pores, power seeping from paleness of his skin. Beyond mortal comprehension, there was only one thing on such a lordly figure's mind.
Boobs.
She needed more covers. All the covers. All the pillows, covers, and Ada-...
Not these dreams again. Nope. Let's not. Eyes forced themselves open, arms trying to push herself up. "Who's...?" A weak voice, as confusion began to spread looking around her surrounding.
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