She hides behind the wall breathing heavily, instead of the cold woods, she was running barefoot in the cold walls of the palace, he was after her again, and this time she was scared, she knew who to expect and what his touch did to her, she breath slowly studying her environment, he couldn’t have followed her this far, she thought before a strong hand pulled her by her hair and pinned her to the wall, his tongue traced her body from her neck to her hot red ear, she struggled, or at least tried to, for every stroke of his hot tongue on her skin left her breathless, “please stop” she protested though her body sent a different message “you’re mine Eleanor” his face came into view “mine alone” he says before crashing his lips down on Hers.
She woke up breathless this time, she felt moist in between her leg, “not again” she whispered,
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