Alina’s expression was strange. She asked, "Sharky, you... can still keep going?"
The two of them had been together for so long. She really was a bit worried about his body. She couldn’t help but feel that the situation was a bit strange too; it seed she would have to share her man with other won. But she discovered that she didn’t have any reason to object. After all, he would be doing it to save soone. Furthermore, Charlotte had been seriously injured for Sharky’s sake.
"I’m okay," Sharky replied.
Charlotte was even more embarrassed when she heard what they were saying. Her face was entirely red, as if smoke might just co out of the top of her head.
Unfortunately, as her insides stirred uncomfortably, her vision grew blurry. She couldn’t even say anything in protest. Her insides felt ice-cold.
Diana said unhappily, "Stone cold woman, do you really have to make that kind of an expression? Weren’t you already done it earlier? Why are you even complaining?"
Hearing that, both Alina and Sharky beca stunned. They looked at Charlotte with a strange expression.
Charlotte’s expression grew even more unnatural. She looked away and said, "Do not listen to what that witch is saying. I didn’t do such a thing."
Diana gave a mischievous smile, and said, "I know, you can lie without any hesitation. But I have the mory stone."
Hearing this Charlotte knew, she couldn’t escape.
Sharky was confused till now, he didn’t understand what they were talking till now, "Diana, what has she done?" He asked her.
Diana took out the mory stone, and gave it to Sharky.
"You?" Charlotte said in anger, but due to her situation, she can’t do anything. She was so embarrassed that she wasn’t able to look towards Sharky.
Sharky and Alina, both looked in the mory stone. And after seeing it, Sharky understands how he was healed easily.
And why his waist was sore at that ti.
Looking at Charlotte, he gave a strange smile.
"So, you are the sa as Isabelle, cold from outside and warm from inside."
Hearing him, ntioning her disciple, Charlotte beca more embarrassed. At that ti, she thought she was going to die, so she didn’t hesitate.
But now, she is not able to face the reality.
Sharky held her chin, and said looking at her embarrassed gaze, "Don’t worry, I will cherish you the sa as I cherish my other girl."
Charlotte nodded, but she wasn’t able to say any words.
"Alina, and Daina, both you kept guard, I am coming after healing her."
They nodded and left from there.
When the other two left, Charlotte asked weakly, "Can you move a bit?"
Sharky had been carrying her the entire ti, his body full of masculine strength. She had always avoided contact with anyone, so she really wasn’t used to being so close to a man, let alone this man who was extrely special to her.
Sharky naturally didn’t say anything and placed her on the ground.
This ti, he started undressing her.
Charlotte was a little bit reserved, but since everything was already clear, she cooperated with him. And let him do whatever he wanted.
She stood before Sharky, her heart pounding in her chest as he undressed her. The cool air kissed her skin, raising goosebumps in its wake. She fought the urge to cover herself, to hide from his gaze.
But she didn’t. She stood tall, eting his eyes with a mixture of defiance and vulnerability. Let him look, let him see all of her. She had nothing left to hide.
His gaze raked over her body, taking in every curve and dip. Charlotte felt exposed, laid bare not just physically but emotionally as well. It was terrifying and exhilarating all at once.
When he was finished undressing her, Sharky stepped closer. Charlotte’s breath hitched as he reached out, his calloused hands gentle as they traced the contours of her body. He explored every inch of her, committing it to mory.
Charlotte shuddered under his touch, her skin tingling wherever he touched. Her nipples hardened into tight peaks, aching for his attention. She bit back a moan as his fingers brushed against them accidentally.
Sharky’s eyes darkened with desire as he took in her response to him.
Charlotte shuddered under Sharky’s touch, her body responding eagerly to his every caress. She gasped softly as his fingers traced the curve of her breast, brushing against the hardened peak of her nipple.
His hands were rough from years of training and fighting, but they were incredibly gentle as they explored her soft curves. He seed fascinated by the contrast between their bodies, his hard and muscular compared to her delicate softness.
Charlotte’s heart raced as Sharky’s hands drifted lower, over her stomach and hips. She held her breath when his fingers grazed the juncture of her thighs, anticipation coiling tightly in her belly.
But instead of delving between her legs, Sharky grasped her hips firmly. He pulled her against him, pressing their bare bodies together from chest to thigh.
Charlotte gasped as their skin t, the heat of his body seeping into hers. She could feel every ridge and plane of his muscled torso, the sprinkling of hair on his chest abrading her sensitive nipples. His dragon, now fully erect and pressing insistently against her belly, left no doubt about his desire for her.
Sharky’s hands road her back, tracing the dip of her spine before cupping the rounded globes of her bottom. He squeezed gently, pulling her more firmly against him as he ground his hips into hers.
Charlotte whimpered, her legs trembling as pleasure shot through her. She wrapped her arms around his neck for support, fingers tangling in his hair. Sharky took advantage of the position to deepen their kiss, his tongue sliding past her lips to claim her mouth fully.
But then he started laying her down on the ground.
"Previously, you have healed , now I am gonna heal you."
Charlotte’s heart raced as Sharky laid her down on the ground, spreading her legs apart to accommodate his large fra. She felt vulnerable and exposed, but also incredibly aroused. His words sent a shiver down her spine. He was going to heal her?
Sharky positioned himself between her thighs, his dragon pressing against her sacred forest. Charlotte gasped at the contact, her hips lifting instinctively.
Sharky leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as he slowly pushed forward. Charlotte moaned into his mouth as he entered her, stretching and filling her completely. The sensation was exquisite, pleasure radiating through every nerve ending.
As Sharky began to move, thrusting gently in and out of her, Charlotte felt a warmth spreading through her body. It started where they were joined and flowed outward, chasing away the lingering pain and weakness from the poison.
Charlotte’s moans filled the chamber as Sharky moved within her, his dragon stroking her inner walls with each thrust. "Ahh... Sharky..." she gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
"That’s it, my love," Sharky murmured against her neck, his breath hot on her skin. "Let heal you completely." He punctuated his words with a particularly deep thrust, making Charlotte cry out.
"Yes... please..." she begged, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him closer. Sharky obliged, picking up the pace of his thrusts. The sound of their bodies coming together echoed through the room, mingling with Charlotte’s whimpers and Sharky’s low groans.
"You’re so perfect," Sharky breathed, trailing kisses along her jawline. "So beautiful and strong." He cupped her face in his hands, gazing into her eyes with an intensity that stole Charlotte’s breath.
"You know," Sharky said, his voice low and husky, "when I first t you, I never imagined... never dread that you would let love you like this." He punctuated his words with a particularly deep thrust, making Charlotte gasp.
"Ahh... Sharky..." she moaned, her nails scoring his back. She felt a blush creeping up her neck at his words. She has also not thought about this, but just in a single day everything has changed.
"Previously, you were so haughty, and cold, the sa as Isabelle, like she was in the beginning." Sharky comnt looking at her.
"Please don’t talk about Isabelle now," Charlotte was blushing from embarrassnt.
"Why not, you both master and disciple were the sa. Cold from outside," he continued, his eyes burning into hers. "But so much warr from inside. So tight and perfect for ." His dragon throbbed within her, as if emphasizing his point.
Charlotte’s blush deepened at the comparison to Isabelle.
"I rember warning you," Sharky said, his voice taking on a darker tone. "I told you that if you interfered with my plans to et Isabelle, you would fall into my hands." He punctuated his words with a particularly hard thrust, making Charlotte cry out.
"And now look at you," he continued, his eyes glinting with a mix of triumph and desire. "You’ve fallen so perfectly into my arms. Into my bed." His dragon pulsed within her, as if emphasizing his dominance.
"I’m going to love you so deeply," he promised, his voice softening. "So completely. That you always rember . Like Isabelle, you will also want to climb in my bed, and let fill you my love juices."
"Will you stop from eting Isabelle again?" Sharky asked, his voice firm but not unkind. He gazed down at Charlotte, his eyes searching hers for any sign of hesitation or deceit.
Charlotte hesitated for a mont. But ultimately, she shook her head. "No," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Sharky’s expression softened, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "And will you miss when I’m gone?" he asked, his thumb brushing gently against her cheek.
"Yes," Charlotte replied without hesitation, her eyes welling up with tears. "I will miss you so much."
"Good girl," Sharky praised, his smile widening. He continued to thrust slowly into Charlotte, savoring the feel of her tight warmth around him.
"Whenever I want," he said, his voice low and commanding, "you will spread your legs for . You will let fill you with my love juices whenever and wherever I desire."
"Yes," Charlotte moaned, her hips lifting to et his thrusts. "I’ll spread my legs for you. I’ll let you fill anyti, anywhere."
Sharky’s dragon throbbed within her at her eager compliance. "And you’ll only wear dresses which I like," he continued, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
Charlotte whimpered in agreent, her body trembling with pleasure. "Only dresses you like," she panted. "I’ll always be ready for you."
"And you’ll call ’Master’ in bed," Sharky growled, his thrusts becoming harder, more insistent. "You’ll beg to fill you, to breed you like the good little wife you are."
"Yes, Master!"
Sharky said with a serious expression, "Now Focus. I’m going to start treating your wounds."
Charlotte gasped as Sharky’s dragon pulsed and throbbed within her, releasing his hot seed deep into her womb. She felt the warmth spreading through her, coating her insides and marking her as his.
"Yes, Master," she breathed, focusing on the sensation of his love juices filling her. She could feel the healing power radiating from him, seeping into her wounds and chasing away the lingering pain.
Sharky’s expression was serious as he concentrated on healing Charlotte completely. His hands road over her body, leaving trails of warmth and tingling sensations in their wake. He touched every wound, every bruise, pouring his energy into nding them.
Charlotte lay still beneath him, basking in the feeling of being healed and claid by this powerful man.
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