What? No Kesegowaase? I love to hate Kesegowaase and I’d love to be hatef*cked by him, gloriously rough and vicious: biting, scratching, hairpulling (I would love to pull his hair!), amidst brutal, punishing thrusts that feel so good that they should be illegal. (But I’d also love to be epic friends with benefits with him, getting dirty in all sorts of unusual locations to release the tension or pass our assassin downtime.)
“My dearest Shay, I don’t know how to thank you for being healing me inside out” I said to the handsome man that I’d always love. He took me in his arms pressed his forehead on mine and said “You don’t have too, unless…” he started to undo my shirt and I’d allowed it. I allowed my Shay to see all me scars and all as I take him and his scars. Even two broken things created something beautiful. As we made love, I was still in disbelief that I’m in love with a man I once feared at first sight.
Confessed by @jeweledfaith
I can imagine both Shay and Jacob with a pregnancy kink. I know I do. I can just imagine them being so rough and passionate as they shove themselves into you saying things like “take me all the way in love.” Or “can you feel my warm seed in you? Filling you up? You can? Good. You’ll be a beautiful mother.” Gets me all kinds of hot and bothered!
(Someone should post something like that to secluded haystack for both.)
Any takers for a Secluded Haystack out there? 🙂 Or, my dear nonnie, you can submit your own piece. Don’t be shy! I look forward to reading it!
Love, Annetta~
‘Forgive me sisters, for I have sinned. Shay has occupied my mind for awhile now. I can’t get myself to stop imaging how his stubble would feel against my skin. How his rough palms would send shivers all over my body. How intense his grip would be on my hips. How his stiffness would set me on fire and how complete I would feel as his name slips from my lips.’
‘I had a dream last night where Shay fell back onto my bed, pulling me on top of him, and all I could hear were his desperate groans as I rode every wave of his upward thrusts. I still have a shadow feeling of his godly cock deep inside me.’
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‘I’m not a huge fan of the cold weather, but I wouldn’t mind sailing to the arctic with Captain Cormac to admire the beauty of it and keeping each other warm in the most passionate of ways.’
My dearest Shay, I want to take me in your arms and show me how a man like you makes love. But mostly my Irish captain, know that I’m always here for you. We both needed something to hold on to. I’ll be yours if you’d be mine. Now settle yourself in me and fill me with your seed.
My birthday is coming up on the 20th, and I want Shay to make me his absolute slut. Happy birthday to me 😏
We from the Rosa in Fiore would like to wish you a very happy birthday!
‘Liam deserved more love especially since his role was so limited. And I’d be happy to take him in my arms and allow him to do anything to me, even if I’d be barely walking the next day.’
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‘I don’t like Shay, simply because our points of view are so opposite and our personalities are so similar that they clash. But, you know, I wouldn’t mind having a nice little hate-fuck with him 😏’
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