Mary Moore
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Sam and Law's conversation made me realize why our son talked like that to his father. I already found it strange when I heard them converse the first time. But now it was clear. Sam raised his son to be unconsciously aware of where to stand and how to carry himself. Maybe Sam wasn't unaware about this and Law simply picked up this habit by watching his father. Either way, it wasn't a terrible trait to have. In the end, Sam agreed to let Adam stay only until the young earl recovered. I've seen Adam's…
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When Sam finally let me go, I instantly covered myself with the negligee Fabian brought me, while Sam also did the same. I looked around at my husband's office, cringing at the mess we made. "Sam, how are you going to work with this mess now?" I looked back at Sam, who was tying the robe around him, standing beside his desk while I stood in front of it. "You should rest more today, though." "It's fine. I've done most work for today yesterday." Sam walked towards me and immediately snaked his arms…
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I conversed with Fabian a little longer until he had to excuse himself. After he left, I enjoyed the hot chocolate while in Sam's embrace. I thought the reason I didn't feel tired despite the exhausting exercise last night was that I had been in slumber. I arched a brow when Sam moved after some time, watching his long eyelashes flutter. The side of my lips curled up as his eyes shifted to me. "Good morning, my husband," I greeted softly while planting a kiss on his cheek. Sam grunted, tightening his…
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I didn't sleep throughout the night. But Sam did. We were still in the chair behind his desk, facing the window. I let my husband take a rest, as it seemed he barely had any in these past years. Meanwhile, I watched the sun slowly engulf the sky and devour the darkness of the world. My eyes softened as a subtle smile appeared on my face. "What a beautiful day." KNOCK KNOCK! A light knock came from outside the door before it slowly creaked open. I peek over the high-back chair, seeing Fabian enter.…
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Based on Sam's explanation, the reason he had a lot of ability instead of just one or two was that he absorbed a lot of people, including the power of the previous king before Stefan. The only reason that the late king, Sam's father, survived was that he was too powerful that Sam couldn't absorb him completely. Still, because of this, the late king slowly withered until he passed away. It was safe to say Sam killed his father slowly and painfully. That was the reason Sam didn't even consider…
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Sam didn't kid me when he said he wouldn't pull out. It was amazing that he didn't even get smaller even after reaching his third orgasm. But considering the five years of longing, it wasn't a surprise for him to have such stamina. I was more surprised how I managed to take him all night. It was as though I was exhausted, but not at the same time. When I was pinned on the wall, on the desk, and in every corner of his office, I orgasmed. I didn't even get dry even after multiple orgasms. It was…
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I squirmed in pleasure, screaming my husband's name without caring if anyone would hear us anymore. I glimpsed at Sam. He was staring down at me with eyes full of lust. His mouth fell open while watching me basked in the pleasure of his fingers stretching me wide. "Sa --" I gasped as my back arched, toes curling as he hastened his pace. It didn't take long when I screamed, "oh Sam," before a river of love juices burst out without restraint. My mind was in haywire, chest moving in and out heavily,…
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"Sam...!" A loud gasp escaped my mouth with my back arching and my toes curling at the wave of sensation coursing through my nerves. All the pent-up frustration was now being soothed, yet I felt like losing my mind. I turned my head to Sam on instinct and, as if he knew what I wanted, he claimed my lips. I moaned in his mouth, clutching his shoulder and digging my nails into it. Sam slowly moved until his body covered me. His knee brushed my thigh open, spreading my legs to give him easier access.…
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Sam leaned his lips closer to my nipple, keeping his eyes on me. My lower lip trembled as the corner of his eyes squinted devilishly. "I think... we've both unlocked something we are both unaware about," he muttered while brushing his lips against my nipples, giving me goosebumps. "I never want to see you cry, but somehow, the thought of it right now makes me feel... a bit bad. It's tempting." My breath instantly hitched as my gut feeling was correct. Yet, I didn't hate it, nor did I abhor my husband…
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"... don't you want me to serve you?" Before I could speak, Sam already smashed his lips against mine. I could only let out a moan, eyes shut. His tongue slipped in between my lips, feeling his hand slide under my skirt. I felt an instant chill on my thigh when the inbound breeze caressed it, but his heated palm warmed it up. "Mhmm," I moaned in his mouth, massaging his firm shoulders. I only realized my hands were going south when he suddenly grabbed my wrist. Sam grinned against my lips while I…
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