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Him being my lover for 5 years means that this pretty body of mine is definitely not virgin anymore, "Oh... I see."

"It hurts that you remembered those assholes and didn't remember me," he told me and I swallowed.

"For all that's worthy, I actually forgot everyone who's important, I forgot my parents and my siblings and my family and everyone I was deeply connected and close to. I remember the ones whom I didn't truly care about, maybe that's why I also forgot you. How long have we known each other for?" I need to know if he is the reason why OG Diana refused the Crown Prince and broke his heart.

"Since you were 10," he came a step closer.

"Have we... always been into one another?"

"Yes, we've both been vocal about it to one another, Liya. Did you really only forgot those you care about?" There was hope in his voice.

"Yes," I nodded, because it's what I'm going with, besides, I never knew the people og Diana actually cared about, so it fits. "My parents and Ary believe that whoever did this to me, target my memories of those closest to me. We don't know who did it yet, but it's true."

"Can I get visible? I don't want to startle you."

Oh? He was waiting for permission? "Of course, no need to ask, and I don't think you could startle me just with your visuals. You can't be that ugly."

A raspy sensual giggle left his throat, sending shivers down my spine, "Quite the opposite, Liya," as his words settled in, he became visible, and I noticed I had been staring at his waist the whole time.

When I lifted my eyes to meet his face, I think my jaw slacked, because there, in front of me, stood the prettiest looking male I've ever seen in my life. Short pale blonde wavy hair that looks almost white, pearl white skin, sharp cheekbones and jawline, deep long dimples in both cheeks, hunter ruby red eyes, straight dark eyebrows shadowing his irises, some streaks of his head falling over his forehead, having a beautiful high-bridge nose. And the prettiest lips I've ever seen in a men.

His slander neck showed his beautiful Adam's apple like a jewel of it's own, down his sharp collarbones, his wide and broad shoulders that were sculpted in muscles, down his long muscled arms. A puffed chest that went thinner down his waist and wider on his hips, leading down to the longest legs I've ever seen, all sculpted, the fibers of his muscles marking the fabric of his clothes. All dressed in black, with a tight long sleeved shirt, pants, and combat boots in his huge feet, the attire of an assassin.

By far, he's the tallest male I've ever met, he's definitely beyond 2 meters tall, he is massive.

But what caught my attention back from his lower body to top, was the ears, long pointy ears, an inheritance from the humans who mated elves centuries ago when the Empire was founded. They aren't so common, but not quite that rare, however, they are incredibly stronger than common folk in every meaning of the words. To those "purer" humans, with pointy ears, the lighter their hair, the stronger they are.

My eyes went back to his hair, nearly white, though it might actually be white under the light.

It took me a second to realize my jaw was still on the ground and I was gawking at him, his ears starting to blush in the pointy ends. Swallowing hard, I put my shit together, finally understanding why Diana didn't give a shit about the Crown Prince, or why Yeji stayed as his lover even after og Diana left, because this... monument of a male, is definitely the holiest looking guy existent. Funny at enough, he also manages to be the cuntiest and nastiest motherfucker looking, he's all in one.

I fell to my knees on the bed, in which I was still standing over like a stupid girl, heart beating so violently against my ribcage it was almost hurting me, "You are... mesmerizing."

When that mischievous grin curled his lips, I felt the temperature of the room rising, my body growing hotter, because he managed to look even more jaw-dropping beautiful. "This feels more like you," he purred. "I may be beautiful, but I'm nowhere near you, Liya, no one is."

And now this beautiful men is trying to rizz me, I mean, he doesn't even need to try, just his visuals are rizz enough, "Can anyone hear us?" I could barely hear my own voice, my desire thickening, the knowledge that this body isn't of a virgin anymore making me want to do something very unholy to this holy looking male.

His ruby eyes darkened, "No, I've set a sound barrier as soon as I got here, as usual."

Usual. Oh God, to think this body has been crushed by him before and I have no memory of it, how unfair. Pushing the sheets away, I walked out of my bed, walking towards him, more and more turned on every centimeter I got closer to him, noticing how much taller than me he actually is.

He is a combination of everything I'm weak to.

"How tall are you?" I couldn't help myself.

"2.08 meters," he stood still, chest heaving, as I walked towards him, his eyes on mine. "Liya," his voice was raspy whispered as I got closer, only a step between us, my eyes on his, with devouring intentions, "don't look at me like that."

"Like what?" I breathed, chin up, as I only go to his shoulders and barely.

"Like you want to consume me for yourself."

Boldly, since he already has this relationship with me, I held onto the edges of my sleep dress and took off of my body, standing naked in front of him, "Strip!" I ordered him, needing to see him naked, so I could properly throw myself on him.

He took his boots off first, then his belt, his shirt, making me heavy breath with the anticipation, gawking at his sculpted muscles, at the scars everywhere that prove his experience in combat, making him even more appetizing. Impatiently, I grabbed onto the waistband of his pants and yanked it down, his monstrous thick cock hitting my face on the way up, hard as a rock.

"L-Liya," he groaned, clearly struggling.

His cock humiliated both Callum's and Maximillianos' in all meanings of the words. It's bigger in size, it's thicker, it's cleaned, it's... it's beautiful even. It make me want to get on my knees and suck it until he releases himself in my mouth, so I'll drank until the last drop of him.

Licking my lips, I felt my heavy breath condensing in the air around us, lifing my eyes to him, I found black spirals of desire staring back at me, all the color gone, and I'm sure I have the same look in my eyes. "You will drive me insane, love," his voice deepened, "come here," he growled and lifted me off the ground by my waist, helping me up to lace my legs around his torso so we could face each othe in the same height.

Heart thundering in my ears, I hugged his neck with my left arm and used my right hand to open my soaked pussy lips for him, pressing my bottom down on his hard cock, making us both groan. "You are so big," I huffed when he pressed the fat head of his cock on me.

"Are you... are you with your amulet, love?"

Amulet? "Is it my... my necklace?"

His eyes went to it and he nodded, "Good."

"What... what is it for?"

"Birth control," it was the last words he breathed before slamming his lips on mine, he held me tight with his left arm, as he used his right hand to guide his big cock to my cunt, pressing it into me, struggling given how tight I still am.

I kissed him back, and as he grabbed my tongue with his, I felt something similar to a piercing in his tongue, some kind of magical artifact, and the second my dirty mind imagined how it would feel to having him devouring my cunt with this tongue of his, I felt myself getting wetter. Desperate for more, I forced my body down, forcing myself to open up again for him, to have more, to have all of him. Pressing my wide breasts against his chest, I hugged him with both arms and pushed myself down, forcing it in.

We groaned against each other's lips, but that only fuelled our desire more. Arching my ass up and angling my cunt to take him deeper, I forced myself to go even further, to take even more, his enormousness growing more and more swollen into my tightness, forcing a moan out of me. And the second my lust forced my body to take all of him, until I could feel his heavy and big balls against my pussy lips, I broke the kiss, head falling back, moaning like a cat in heat.

As he fit into me like a jigsaw, I was taken over by the strangest feeling I've ever felt in my life... something I've never felt as Alina, nor as Eleanor, something that I've always crave to know what it felt like... because suddenly, a deep and forgotten part of me was calling him out.

Calling him home.