Darilus’s POV
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She is mine now. I can’t stop repeating the words in my mind. We can finally be in the same form at the same time. My fingers can’t stop playing with her hair. They are quite curly and long. Her hair is soft, like white cotton, and they smell like my shampoo; lemon and rose, which I really like.
The White Witch passed out after the fifth day. I counted the days because I was the only one who put breaks between our intimate play in order to get food and water to her system. It’s just not possible to keep going without food or water. And it actually worked wonders, because the slight breaks allowed me to r****h her even longer. We did several times in the bathroom too while cleaning ourselves.
I am impressed with her stamina. In the long run, I can see us having fun in
