Forbidden Innocence: Tales of the Forbidden

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Authors: Jaden Sinclair
Tags: Fiction, General, Erótica, Romance
cock swell inside her followed by the heat of his release. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t let go of the hold she had on him. The gratification she felt right then and there she couldn’t put into words, just like she couldn’t tell him how drained it all made her feel also.
    To her, this was beyond pleasure. This was something completely forbidden. It stole her breathe, her mind, sharpened all of her senses to pin sharp points and left her so weak she was nothing but a pile of bones at the same time.
    She shivered from the inside out at the spurts of his seed inside her.
    He jerked against her, rubbed against her clit that left her whimpering.
    He let go of her hands and she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist. The tears came, the silent crying hit, and Blaine held her tight. For the first time, since the death of her mother, someone held her through the tears and the fear. He may still be buried deep inside her, but he held her, and at the moment that was what she needed the most.
    Where the tears came from, where the sudden fear and uncertainty of the future hit, she had no clue. All she knew at the moment was that 31
     
     
     
    the dam she had built around herself seemed to crack right then, and she held onto the one man who broke through it.
    “It’s alright,” he soothed. “Everything’s going to be alright. You’ll see. I’ll take care of it all, and keep you safe. It’s all right, Shyla, I promise.”

     
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Chapter Four
    Blaine stood under the hot spray of the shower, water beating over his head, eyes closed, thinking about the woman in the bed sleeping. His wife! He did it. He really did find her and married her. Now the big question for him was, now what? What did he do now? The one thing he wasn’t ready for when he set out to find Shyla was the afterward part.
    Marrying her wasn’t part of the plan really. He thought he could walk through those doors, find her and then walk out. Marriage wasn’t a thought in his head, until he saw Owen standing there with the same old hunger in his cold fucking eyes as he had years ago.
    Turning the water off, reaching for the towel he hung up, Blaine dried off, wrapped it around his waist and went over to the large tub. He turned the water on, adjusted the temperature and poured some oil into the water. After the way he took Shyla, he had a good idea that she might need to soak in a hot bath. Making sure she had towels handy and a robe, he waited until it was full enough, turned it off and left the bathroom to wake her up.
    She cried in his arms. No one ever cried in his arms before, not even in pleasure or pain. Blaine wasn’t sure why the crying, but he had an idea. Something told him that she’d been alone for a very long time. Just like him.
    Sure, she lived in the Compound, had her classes and three meals, if one could call the food meals, but he would bet a large amount of his money that she kept to herself. A loner tired of being lonely all the time.
    Same as him.
    Shyla slept deeply on her stomach, arms tucked under the pillow, covers draped lazily over the curve of her ass. Blonde hair fanned around her shoulders and back, giving her an angel appearance. For just a moment he stood there staring at her. From the way she slept, he guessed 33

    it might be the first time in a long while since she slept so deeply.
    Instead of waking her, he went over to the phone next to the door and dialled out, calling in the maid with fresh food. That gave him about twenty minutes before heading to his room. Enough time to get her up and into the bath.
    Blaine grinned while he walked slowly back to the bed. He should call in with Henning and let him know to be here in the morning as well as giving Randal a heads up. But he didn’t. He didn’t want to pop this bubble so early.
    Gently he crawled up on the bed, over her, leaned down and kissed his way up her back. She stirred but didn’t waken until he reached her shoulders. The big blue

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