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“Not at all,” Seer replies, shaking his head. “I overheard my mom and dad arguing in papa’s study. Apparently, it was Edward who killed Uncle Jo at our father’s command. Ultimately, I realized I had killed Uncle Jo, not Edward. He would still be alive if not for my vision.”

“You don’t know that,” I counter gently. “Why do you have to take the blame for any of this, Seer? It’s not your fault that you were given a gift any more than it’s your fault that your brother decides to walk a dark path. And it’s definitely not your fault that Pocus chose to fight for you. You have to see these things for what they are, or else you’ll never be free of this guilt you carry.”

“Like it’s so easy to write off an emotion just like that,” Seer says, scoffing lightly. “It’s not so easy to let go of a burden I’ve carried almost all my life.”

“You’re doing just fine,” I reply, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. “You don’t know how much of a wonderful person you are until you see yourself through the lenses of others, Seer. It’s why Pocus decided to fight for you against all odds. It’s why your brothers will fight alongside him. Not because of Pocus’s veto power, but because they all genuinely love you.”

Seer doesn’t respond. Instead, he burrows his head into my neck. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him into a gentle embrace.

I hope that one day he’ll be able to let go of his insecurities, but for now, I’m going to let him take as much comfort as he needs.

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Iswirl my tongue curiously around the pink, shiny crown of his cock, slowly trailing a finger down his thick, hard length. He stirs slightly, and I still a gasp caught in my throat. I wait for him to settle back to sleep before continuing my treacherous exploration. I wrap my fingers around his length and feel my heart skip in anticipation. I can only hope the pressure is right as I twist my hand up and down his length. He has an impressive dick, thick and stout and about ten inches long. I swirl my tongue over my lips, eager to take him fully into my mouth. I take him into my mouth. And then I gag.

I jerk away from him, horrified. I place a hand over my mouth, trying to keep my nausea down. He didn't witness my death. I let out a sigh of relief when I realized he was still sleeping soundly.

I’m not one to give up after a single trial, though…

After taking a huge gulp of air, I dive back in and wrap my lips around his base. I keep bearing down slowly, twisting and pumping with just a little more pressure. This time I don't jump off him when I gag. I pause, take a few seconds, and slowly kick back to his crown, cupping the balls. I run my tongue up and down his cock, squeezing his balls.

Seer moans loudly, raising his hip gently to push further into my mouth. I freeze in shock, my eyes wide open, and I watch him slowly open his eyes.

“Oh fuck, baby,” Seer moans. “Where did you learn to do that?”

He doesn’t sound like a man who’s just waking up from sleep. I drop my face in my hands with a loud groan.

“Oh my God, you were awake all this while?”

The deep, sexy rumble of his laughter echoes loudly in my head. I peep from behind my hands to glare playfully at him. He sits up and gently pries my hands away from my face before swooping in capture my mouth in a hard, sizzling kiss that stole my breath away.

And when he pulls back, I’m gaping at his smug face with a dazed expression.

“You were doing so great for a first-timer, baby,” Seer says kindly. “It took everything I had in me to keep still for as long as I did.”

I sit back on my heels with a delighted smile. “Really?”

“Yes, honey,” Seer replies, laying back on his head. “That said, do you want to, umm… continue your business?”

“Can I?” I can feel a low thrum of anticipation start in my chest as I watch his eyes cloud over with desire.

“Of course,” Seer says, nodding eagerly. He folds his arms behind his head and widens his legs with a silly grin on his handsome face. “I’m all yours, baby.”

Kneeling between his knees, I lean forward to take him into my mouth again, slowly driving him wild with my hands and mouth, enjoying the helpless little grunts that seem to erupt from somewhere deep within his stomach. I suddenly become desperate to see him come undone like he’s done to me so many times. I brace my palms on either side of him, lowering my head until I’ve almost taken him in all in. The tip of his shaft pushes against my throat. Seer lurches involuntarily, his body jerking violently beneath. “Oh, fuck! Vic-toria!”

I brace my hands on his thighs to hold him down as his body submits to an overwhelming climax. I keep bobbing my head on his length, urged on by his insistent deep moans. His manhood seems to grow bigger in my mouth, throbbing wildly. Seer suddenly lets out a tormented cry and goes still. His seed spurts into my mouth and over my face, warm. Thick–and oddly delicious. I swallow it all, swirling my tongue around his tip to catch the few last drops.

Seer pulls me up against his chest, looking into my eyes. His eyes hold so much tenderness and vulnerability as they look into mine. I feel a fullness in my heart that I’ve never felt before…

Is this what love feels like?

“That was… beautiful,” Seer says quietly. “You’re beautiful, Victoria. You’ve shown me the meaning of the word over and over again. Thank you.”

Before I can say anything, he captures my mouth in his, gently pushing me back against the bed. I wrap my arms around his neck, opening my mouth beneath his to grant access to his roaming tongue. He slowly kisses me for a long time, sliding his tongue over mine in leisurely strokes. Neither of us is inclined to pull apart until breathing becomes imperative. Seer pulls away, leaving me breathless and dazed. “You’re not too tired for some Plaisir de l’amour, my lady. Are you?”

I chuckle slightly. “I don’t know what that is, but I want every last bit of it.”

Seer smiles down at me, his eyes bright with desire and enticing promises. My parted lips brush over his, but when he slides his finger inside me, I plunge my tongue deep into his mouth. I bring my hand down between us to touch him. He moans into my mouth, pushing his finger deeper into me. We each stroke the other, our joint bodies dancing to some wild, primal beat. The sound of our labored breathing fills the air as the storm of passion threatens to bring us down. When he eases in a second finger, I lift my hips to meet them. I cry out his name like he’s my long-lost messiah. My knees start buckling, and I know I’m close to another mind-blowing orgasm. Seer lifts his mouth from mine, and I sink my teeth into his neck, overwhelmed by the electrifying euphoria that seems to have seized control of all my nerve endings. Seer places an open-mouthed kiss on my shoulder, working his way down to my breast, where he lingers for a regrettably short time before moving down to my stomach. He circles my navel with his wet tongue before continuing down. A slight tremor racks my body when the moment his breath teases my thighs. His mouth found my core, and I almost explode from pleasure. My head thuds against the headboard, heat pulsing through my blood as his tongue continues to drive me mad. My legs are shaking uncontrollably. I bunch the sheets in my fist, riding wantonly into his mouth. The rough feeling of his coarse locks against my sensitive inner thighs adds to the maddening provocation, heightening my awareness of everything around me.

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