We should be living in a house of our own, with kids and joy and a future.Instead, I was sitting on the floor of a garage apartment, drinking alone an... crying for a life that wouldn’t ever be. I lost myself in sorrow, weeping turning to sobbing, sobbing turning to whimpering as I daydreamed about her on our wedding day, about holding her hand as a doctor told her to push, about listening to her sing in the nursery and a hundred other happy memories that we’d never have. I cried because she was. I’m so glad we did this, and together.” He laughed as the last of his spew emptied into her. “You’re always so eloquent, Elizabeth. It was a delight to hear you say, ‘Fuck!’. It was perfect.” “We’re good together, aren’t we?” “We are, Elizabeth. And, you know what else?” “Aside from the fact that we’ve just done it? What?” “We’ve done this wicked thing together.” She laughed and he could feel the contractions through her pussy. “But, it’s all right. This thing, you and me. This is good for us.. They have yet to prove themselves. As for Theon, we shall see, but it’s moot in his case. He has no cock or balls, anyway. Maybe he’ll bend over for you and then you can fuck a second royal arse!” Yara winked at Darren, but her face and tone hinted that she was in earnest.“The prospect of you, me ... and Theon together, that greatly appeals to you, doesn’t it, my Queen?” Darren grinned now.“Yes, along with sharing your salt wives with you. Maybe even your proper wife with you, if you ever reach. However, a glass of wine might help us get comfortable back at the motel.When we arrived in my room, while Arnav opened the wine I made myself comfortable on a sofa. He said how sexy I looked and how wonderful it was that I had thought to call him. We began kissing passionately, and between kisses sipped our wine. His hands began exploring my body while we kissed—not under my clothing, but still all over me. He seemed to really enjoy massaging my breasts.Arnav had me worked up beyond.