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TAKE MY HAND

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Time 7h 55m

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"What do I smell like." 
She rose then and went very close to him, so close that he could feel her breath on his chest, he could see the tiny beads of sweat on her from her workout, she looked up at him, her eyes illuminated by the sun and showed specks of green mingled with brown, he noticed as she took a deep breath. 
"You smell like a forest after the rain, woody like amber dry cedar, a bit spicy like cinnamon and ginger but also comforting and refreshing like petrichor and citrus, its a beautiful scent." There was something erotic about having her here, so close, having her tell him how good his scent was, have her breathe him in and look at him the way that she was at that moment. Something in his stirred and almost of its own accord, his hand lifted to cup her face, as his palm touched the skin of her cheek, her breath caught and her lips parted. Damien noticed the pink of her lips and placed his thumb on her lower lip, he desperately wanted, no needed, to taste her lips, to feel her lips on his. As he leaned and their lips finally met, he did not give her the choice to walk away as he pulled her into his embrace, his lips explored hers, tasting and coaxing until she completely gave in and sighed into his arms, her lips opening to meet him as they kissed for what seemed to be a lifetime. Amari could not believe all she was feeling, she had been kissed before but nothing could prepare her for the all-consuming heat that built up in her blood as Damien kissed her, she wanted to get lost in it, she was searching for something in it and she was afraid of what she would find. That fear reminded her of who she was kissing and the circumstances they found themselves in so she pushed herself from him, panting and wanting but unwilling to carry on, she looked at him and he seemed just as affected as she was so she surmised that he would not blame her for this. 
"I should go shower." She told him before she walked away.All Rights Reserved

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It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.

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Claimed by the Viking

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.