Faltering Morality

Faltering Morality

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A simple problem will have a simple answer. That motto held true for years, until a case of mistaken identity goes very much awry. Elesia was an ethereal place full of magic and kingdoms. And like most, it too held a prophecy, one that harkened the arrival of seven heroes to save the land from falling into despair. Unlike most, their sages didn't quite nab the right group of people. In fact they were one entire person short! Prince Wynston of Orior was desperate to get out of a marriage to the Princess of one of the adjoining lands. In a rather poorly thought out escape attempt, he gets himself and his companions stuck questing for the 'seventh' member (or the real heroes for that matter) when the sages mistake them for the band of mismatched heroes. Unfortunely for them, there's a potential war brewing, the Nightwalkers are coming out of hiding, betrayal, lies, affairs, secrets, and danger run rampant. And Wynston still hasn't even gotten himself off the marriage hook.
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Soon, I was thrusting my chest out to him, as I moaned. Moaned out loud. Trying to give him unhindered passage to my breasts. "Please" I moaned. "Please..." His scorching mouth persisted, without mercy, on my rack. He pulled back. Panting heavily. As his eyes ogled me with feral hunger. Within a few seconds, his clothes left his body. And his legs nudged mine apart. He eased himself between them. Bringing me into an absolute awareness of his stiff length, resting right at the mouth of my arousal. And then, he asked, the ultimate question. A question I didn't see coming. After all, he was the Prince and I was the daughter of a mere nobleman gifted to him in marriage. This was his right. His conjugal right. "Can I?" he said. 💥💥💥🌟🌟🌟⚡⚡⚡ BRIEF SYNOPSIS She was destined to die for her people. He was born to end lives. With just a touch of his bare hands. ------- Xemein has known nothing but distress, for the last six years. And now, to end her anguish and that of her people, she was given the task to murder a man that had proven countless times, that he couldn't be killed easily. The Dark Lord. And so, she was wedded to him, with a mission. Kill the Dark Lord and your family and people will be safe forever. And now, she has been given to him in marriage. What will ensue now that she's confined in his lair and completely unprotected against his charms? Will she fulfil her mission and save her people? Or will she choose winning the Dark Lord's heart over everyone she's ever known and loved? Rating:18+

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