When I rolled onto my back, still buried inside her, I had come twice and was trying for a third before I just found I stopped mid fuck and dozed off ...riefly.Once we both got comfortable, I was sound asleep. Sometime around six in the morning, there was someone knocking loudly at the door. Nina rushed into the bathroom to hide in the shower while I threw on a pair of boxers. Right now, I did not care if my dick was threatening to pop out the fly or not."Yes," I said opening the door as wide as. There was truth in what she said, and hell, maybe Triss could even start thinking of it that way. “Yeah, but I don’t know about Athalia. She ... really wanted to protect her daughter.”“A wound can’t heal when the knife’s still jammed in there, Triss. Now that Angela’s gone, I think Athalia will ... probably get worse, first, and then she’ll recover. It might take weeks, months, or years, but she’ll recover. No more false hope dragging her down.”No more false hope. Painful truth. Triss didn’t. ‘Here, on Fraser land.’ Alex nodded quickly. ‘Aye Cien. I think the Lady Rose is a witch.’ Cien shook his head slowly. ‘Cousin, I think you need to rest. The Lady Rose is not a witch.’ Cien turned away from his cousin, dismissing the subject all together. Alex bolted in front of Cien, stopping him. ‘Cien, don’t be so hasty. Look at her. Has she not the look of a witch?’ Cien sighed and shook his head sadly. ‘She does not.’ ‘Cien open your eyes, the lady has the dark gift!’ Alex fair yelled. As we leaned back to get more comfortable she undid and took my shirt off. Both naked to the waist, things sort of went down hill from there, and it seemed that not very long after, Kathleen was unrolling a condom onto me (her religion didn’t allow the pill!) before guiding me into her. She came noisily and with language, given her religion, that would make a sailor blush. I came hard on the heels of her climax, arching my back and pumping deeply inside her. Coming back down I opened my eyes to.