#22 The Forge

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Exhausted, Cassandra was still feeling numb even while lying on the Prince’s lap. Her mind in a daze, she still felt her hot insides from their wild s*x just a few seconds ago. She couldn’t believe it. Kairen kissed her shoulder, caressing her hair. His recovery was faster than Cassandra’s, and he observed her, as her eyes were still closed, resting her head on his shoulder. “Cassandra?” he called, softly. “I’m fine… I just…wonder if you’ve been holding back all this time.” He chuckled against her shoulder, and helped her to sit better on his lap, her arm around his shoulder. Looking at each other, they naturally exchanged a long, softer kiss. Cassandra wasn’t afraid anymore to caress his face while they were kissing, and Kairen liked her soft fingers on his cheek. It lasted a while, a

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