His Virgin

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"Hax, what are you doing?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

"Sometimes," she murmured, her gaze intense, "the line between ally and enemy is blurred."

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Abby's POV

Hax's hand lingered on my cheek, her touch sending a surge of heat through me. Her eyes locked with mine, a mix of intensity and vulnerability swirling in their depths. The air between us thickened, charged with an unspoken tension that had been building for far too long.

"Abby," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath, "I need you to trust me."

I swallowed hard, my mind racing as I tried to process the sudden shift in our dynamic. Hax, who had always been enigmatic and aloof, was now standing before me, her secrets laid bare in the flickering candlelight. The scent of her, earthy and wild, filled my nostrils, sending a shiver down my spine. Watching her fuck my guard Ashkay had more than spiked curiosity and betrayal but arousal as well. Leading me to think what would it be like to taste a woman. 

"Trust you?" I repeated, my voice trembling slightly. "With what?"

She leaned closer, her lips brushing against my ear as she spoke. "With everything," she murmured. "With the truth about Malachi, with the fate of our kingdom, and... with this."

Her hand trailed down my body, her fingers tracing the curve of my waist before settling on the hem of my royal tunic. A shiver ran through me as she lifted the heavy fabric, revealing the soft undergarment beneath next to be removed. My heart pounded in my chest, a fierce rhythm that echoed the urgency of her words.

My hands rush to grab ahold of her wrist, feeling the spike in her pulse.

"Hax," I breathed, my voice a mixture of desire and confusion. I need to stay focused at the task at hand. This must be a diversion. "What are you doing?"

She didn't answer, her lips finding mine in a searing kiss that. Her tongue explored my mouth, a tender invasion that shocked me as my mouth opens. She moans into my mouth, hands gripping my shoulders as I struggle to the betrayal of sensations overwhelming me.

My hands push against her smaller frame, feeling the strength of her muscles underneath her loose robes. Was Hax always this ripped? Hax's wiry frame is hidden beneath her loose robes, but as my hands push against her, I can see the defined muscles rippling under her skin. Her arms are twice the size of mine, strong and toned.

Her dark hair falls in loose waves around her flushed face, the intensity in her eyes almost intimidating.I felt her muscles flex underneath me as she holds me in place. Her forearms were actually twice the size as mine under her loose robes. I grab her hard enough piercing skin with my nails. I don't want to have to fight but I will defend myself if I have to.

"Abby," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "I never thought..."

But before she could finish her sentence, a large sword... Lance's sword appears in a flash of blinding light, appearing out of thin air, glinting with a deadly shine. Finely sharpened blade with intricate tribal designs shine through the blood splattering blurring my vision. The sharp edge gleaming in the darks space as it swiftly moves towards Hax's head, slicing through her skin with ease. Hax's eyes roll to the back of her head, her soul leaving her body as her eyes go completely lifeless as a book hidden between her robes falls to the floor.