Chapter 112 Lord Mayor Worried Over Missing Diamond

• Hot steamy fuck had settled their squabble. Jamole had fucked her for the seventh rounds in one night and she couldn’t have given up on his cock if not for the heaviness in her eyes. After sucking her pussy, he had leaned over her sweating curvaceous body and pounded into her pussy with their eyes locked, breath gasping and sweating body gliding with impatience and wants.
• Fucking after a fight seemed great and exceptional to Jamole and he had only come to accept his fate and how attracted he was to Oril, even when she was falling short of his loyalty. He wanted her and he thought without him Oril couldn’t survive. And since she was human, she would need his protection from Lord Mayor who wouldn’t wait to snap her life should he discover that she was human.
• While she was washing up in the bathroom, he had appeared at the door, joined her in the shower, squeezed his muscular body against hers, and caught her long, greasily pressed hair between his lips before stamping a kiss on her neck and muttered, “I will never hurt you again. I promise and thus shall it be. You are my jewel and if you would agree with me, I dote on you in the craziest of ways. Please chin up and let’s continue to dwell as fated mates.”