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Note: italics= thoughts, Bold= Faye language.
Gandalf and the rest of the company headed into the troll-hoard. The smell was horrid. Lirielle stood near Dwalin. As they examine the cave.
"Oh, what's that stench," Nori asked.
"It's a troll-hoard be careful what you touch," Gandalf started.
Some of the dwarves noticed the gold and started to bury. It Fili and Kili noticed a tiara and ran over to place it on Liri head. Dwalin laughed as she hit both of them on the back of their heads. Gandalf looked behind him to where she stood near Dwalin with the crown on her head. He bowed his head slightly to her. She reached up taking off the crown throwing it to the ground. It would be a long time before she willingly would wear a crown. Dwalin eyes looked to Lirielle as she looked around the troll-hoard. Thorin noticed swords. He picked up two of them.
"These swords were not made by any troll," Thorin said.
Gandalf looked over to him. Lirielle moved forward too she almost recognized those blades. It came from her life in Imladris or Lothlórien. Thorin handed him one of the blades.
"Nor where they made by smith among men. These were forged in Gondolin by the high elves of the first age," Gandalf told him examining the blade.
Thorin went to put the blade back. Gandalf looked like he was about to say something; when Lirielle voice cut him off before he could speak. Thorin looked at her.
"You could not wish for a finer blade," Lirielle told him.
Lirielle and Thorin exchanged looks before she moved out of the cave. Her eyes never looked at the treasure. Dwalin looked at her he wondered how she knew what the blade was. Thorin moved the exit the cave.
"Let's get out this foul place. Come on let's go, Bofur, Gloin, Nori," Thorin yelled.
Thorin came to stand near Lirielle as her eyes looked on the tree line. Her ears were also open. Dwalin was not far from her with his brother Balin. She did not look at him.
"All I am going to say is not all elves are bad," Lirielle said.
Thorin growled at her. She looked at him. Thorin looked down at her pulling her close to him. They respected each other. The fire the lied between burned hot. She was stubborn same as he was stubborn. There was an attraction on both party parts. Thorin made a vow to not have any distractions while on this quest. But Lirielle was a tempting party. She was the only woman besides his sister that ever have the nerve to stand up to him. Lirielle peridot like eyes stared up at him meeting his stormy blue eyes. What she muttered next shook him to the core. It gave him a piece of the puzzle that was Lirielle.
"They saved me," Lirielle admitted after a time.
"Lirielle how…" Thorin questioned.
Lirielle put her finger to his lips and she turned toward the source of the sound she heard. She moved away from him her hand reaching for her bow. Thorin noticed the way she reacting.
"Lirielle what do you hear," Thorin asked.
"Something coming," Lirielle said turning to look at him.
"Are you certain" Dwalin asked.
"My ears just don't look like elven one for no reason," Lirielle snapped.
The pain in her ankle was causing her temper to be close to the surface. Thorin turned his head toward the sound was coming from. He heard it too.
"Something coming" Thorin yelled.
The company came toward them with their weapons on hand. Lirielle stood near Thorin and Dwalin as a voice that she recognized came into hearing range. She relaxed her bow before the rest company did.
"Thieves! Fire! Murder!" Radagast yelled as he came into the center of the company.
"Radagast," Lirielle said with a sigh of relief.
"It's Radagast the brown well…what on earth are you doing here?" Gandalf asked walking over to him.
Gandalf went off to talk with Radagast. Everyone was on edge. Lirielle ears picked up on their entire conversation. She was trying to tune it out when her ears picked up on another noise one much more dangerous. She paled slightly her hand going to her sword as she moved. Why did she feel like her gut was not wrong about the pale orc? She moved away from Thorin and Dwalin toward Gandalf and Radagast. Thorin noticed that she paled and her hand went to her sword. Something was up. He turned trying to pick up what Lirielle could hear that he could not. Radagast looked at her as she approached.
"Now a necromancer. Are you sure? Gandalf asked.
"That is not from the world of the living" Radagast producing a sword. Lirielle eyes went wide at the talk of a necromancer. Radagast she was standing near them. He paused looking her up and down. "Lirielle you should not…" Radagast started.
"Gandalf we have a problem," Lirielle said cutting him off.
"What is it?" Gandalf asked.
A warg howl reached Bilbo's ear. Gandalf instantly knew what the problem was. She gave him a look that told him that she was feared she was right. He placed a hand on her shoulder praying that she was wrong as they moved towards the rest of the company and the rabbits.
"Was that a wolf. Are there Wolves out here?" Bilbo asked.
"Wolves no, that's not a wolf," Bifur answered
Lirielle in an instant reacted as warg scout nearly attacked Gloin. Her sword cut its jugular vein. She looked behind her towards the rest of the group. She noticed two more wargs down one by Thorin and the other by Dwalin and Kili.
"Warg Scots which means an orc pack is not far behind," Thorin growled.
"Orc Pack," Bilbo said shock.
"Who did you tell about your quest beyond your kin?" Gandalf questioned.
"No one," Thorin answered.
Gandalf moved closer to him. Lirielle moved closer to the company her eyes and ear open her. She looked over at Thorin she could tell he was telling the truth. This did not bode well for her gut.
"Who did you tell?" Gandalf pressed.
"No one I swear," Thorin started. He looked around his eyes fell on Lirielle who had blood now covering her hands. She moved closer. She stood near Gandalf. "What in Durin's name is going on?" Thorin spat out.
"You are being hunted" Gandalf answered.
"We have to get out of here," Dwalin said.
"We can't we have no ponies they bolted," Ori cried.
"I'll draw them off," Radagast said.
"They are Gundabad wargs" Lirielle started.
"They will outrun you," Gandalf finished turning to look at Radagast.
"These are Rhosgobel Rabbits. I'd like to see them try," Radagast said with confidence.
Soon Gandalf was leading the company by the large stones on the plains. Lirielle had sinking feeling she knew where he was leading them. By a large stone Ori nearly ran out as Radagast was drawing them away from them. Thorin grabbed him pulling him back. Once the pack was passed they started to move again.
"Hurry come on," Gandalf ushered them.
"Where are you leading us?" Thorin asked.
Lirielle was one of the last to go she looked up at Gandalf and Thorin in a huff. Gandalf nodded his head to her.
Soon they were corner Gandalf disappear down the hiding pass. Lirielle leg and ankle were now thumping. Her temper was very near the fever pitch.
"There more coming" Kili cried.
"Kili shoot them," Thorin ordered.
"We are surrounded," Fili cried
"Where's Gandalf" Dori yelled.
"He's abandoned us," Dwalin said.
"Hold your ground," Thorin ordered.
Ori tried to use a slingshot on one of them but the warg was not phased at all. The orc just laughed. Lirielle acting on instinct pulled out her bow and shot him right between the eyes. Ori looked at her shock. She was a good shot like Kili was.
"This way you fools," Gandalf cried.
Thorin turned around see Gandalf behind a large stone. Thorin moved towards the hole.
"Come on move," Thorin ordered.
One by one all the company sided down the rock to hidden pass toward Rivendale. Lirielle landed and rolled she was third to last to go down. She nearly screamed as she landed. She stumbled to her feet as an elvish horn sounded. That caused all them to look towards the opening. An orc flew into the hole with an elvish arrow sticking out of his neck. Lirielle rested her back against the stone wall panting and trying to breathe through the pain that now was consuming her body.
"Elves," Thorin spat out removing the arrow.
Thorin looked to Gandalf with a look of distrust. His eyes moved over the group. His eyes landed on Lirielle. He moved over toward her. She pushed herself off the wall like nothing was wrong. Dwalin made the move to look down the pass.
"I cannot see where the pathway leads. Do we follow it or no?" Dwalin asked.
"Follow it of course" Bofur answered.
Everyone started forward. Bilbo, Lirielle, and Gandalf were the last one to head forward. Lirielle eyes looked up at him. He regarded her as she started to move forward. He looked down to her ankle. He could see blood starting drip onto the ground. It was unwise to do what they just did on her leg then running on it did not help matters at all.
"Are you alright" Gandalf whispered.
"I'm in pain. It a blessing and curse you are leading this way. But know this he will not be happy," Lirielle spat heading forward.
"You are strong enough to help him," Gandalf muttered under his breath moving to lead the ground.
Lirielle moved forward closing her eyes every so often trying to think away the pain. Fili placed his arm around her middle when he noticed her falling behind.
"There an open part ahead you rest there," Fili told her concern.
"I'm fine Fili thank you though," Lirielle told him.
Fili nodded as the round the bend by a small waterfall. It opened up to the view of Rivendell. Lirielle let out a sigh of relief as she saw it. It had been a year since she last laid eyes on it. Thorin banged his ax down as he noticed where they were at.
"The Valley of Imladris, in the common tongue, it is known by another name," Gandalf said moving behind them.
"Rivendell," Bilbo muttered.
"Here lies the last homely house east of the sea," Lirielle said moving from the wall that she was leaning against.
Thorin looked at her for a moment. He noticed that something was off in her. She was bent over panting still. He looked to Gandalf. He stocked over to him.
"This was your plan all along. To seek refuge with our enemy," Thorin said.
"You have no enemies here Thorin Oakenshield. The only ill will to found in this valley is that which you bring yourself," Gandalf told him.
"You think the Elves will give our quest their blessing. They will try to stop us," Thorin said.
"Of course they will. But we have questions that need answered. If we are to be successful, this need to be handled with tact and respect and no small degree of charm," Gandalf said. He looked over to Lirielle as she stood up pushing off the stone wall. She looked over to Gandalf. Thorin looked at him with respect. "Which is why you will leave the talking to me or Liri," Gandalf said.
"Lirielle," Thorin questioned.
"As she I'm sure has told you she was saved by elves. She knows their language. She would be welcomed in any of homely house, included those in the undying lands. And if the worst should happen she knows all the ways out of Imladris. Maybe even better than me," Gandalf told him.
Lirielle looked over to Gandalf. She knew he had a plan as to why she was needed on this quest. Why did she have a feeling it would be her part soon? She made to move and near fall Fili caught before she could do so. He gave her a look. Thorin moved over to her. Thorin placed a steadying hand on her back. She looked at him giving him a small smile. He returned it before allowing Gandalf to lead them down. Gandalf watched how protective Thorin was over Lirielle. He stayed close to her as they made their way down to the entrance.
They all spread out looking around. Lirielle stepped closer to Gandalf. He looked down at her. She raised her eyebrows. Thorin stood muttering with Dwalin. Bilbo looked to be the only one happy to be there. Fili looked over the edge of the bridge. Lirielle moved slightly to stop him from falling over the edge as. Lindir opened the gates. He spied Lirielle among them. He was shocked that she did not just enter like she normally would. Thorin motioned for her to come closer noticing the elf. Lirielle did as he bid. Her eyes lock with Thorin's eyes.
"Mithrandir," Lindir said descending the steps.
"Ah Lindir," Gandalf greeted.
Lirielle went to move forward to Lindir when she noticed him. But she was pulled back by Thorin who stood near Dwalin. She gave him a look when he heard him mutter to Dwalin to stay sharp.
"Lastannem i athrannedh i Vruinen ( We heard you had crossed into the valley) " Lindir said to Gandalf
"I must speak with Lord Elrond," Gandalf said.
"My Lord Elrond is not here" Lindir answered.
"Not here? Where is he?" Gandalf asked himself.
An Elvish horn sounded as elves road in on horseback. Thorin yelled out a Khuzdul command. The dwarves pulled her in the center of the group with their weapon on their guard. Lirielle growled as one of the dwarves knocked her leg. She was in the center of the group by Bilbo. She was right behind Thorin. Her eyes found Lord Elrond.
"Lord Elrond, Mellonnen! Mo evínedh(My friend! Where have you been)?" Gandalf asked.
"Farannem 'lamhoth i udul o charad. Dagannem rim na Iant Strange for Orcs to come so close to our borders something or someone has drawn them here(We've been hunting a pack of Orcs that came up from the South. We slew a number near the Last Bridge)," Elrond said dismounting greeted Gandalf and handing Lindir the blade.
"That may have been us" Gandalf replied
Thorin moved forward. Elrond looked at him.
"Welcome Thorin, son of Thrain," Elrond greeted him.
"I don't believe we have met" Thorin replied.
"You have your grandfather's bearing I knew Thror when he rule under the mountain," Elrond explain.
"Indeed? He made no mention of you" Thorin replied.
Elrond looked at Thorin. Lirielle moved forward the dwarves tried to push her back. Dwalin put his hand on her shoulder to stop her. She moved her shoulder pushing him off. She came to stand beside Thorin. She smiled at Lord Elrond, the man that was like a second father to her. Elrond looked at her he eyed her up and down. It had been a year since he last saw her.
"Gi suilon Táriel Lirielle," Elrond started.
"Gi suilon Lord Elrond," Lirielle said with ease.
Elrond looked beyond her to the other dwarves. Thorin pushed her behind him. Thorin looked back at her. She bowed her head to him. The pain was starting to get to her. Lord Elrond replied then in Elvish to Thorin and the group.
" Nartho i noer, toltho i viruvor. Boe i annam vann a nethail vin. (Light the fires, bring forth the wine. We must feed our guests.)"
Gloin started to ask if he offered them an insult. Lirielle started to mutter in Faye language. Elrond nearly laughed at that he knew what she said.
"Save me from the stubbornness of dwarves. Gloin he is offering you food," Lirielle snapped as the pain in leg gotten worse the longer she stood on it.
The dwarves started to talk amounts each other. Before, they all looked to Thorin if to what he to do. Thorin nodded his head. Thorin started forward keeping Lirielle near him. He hated hearing her speak the Elvish.
"Alright then lead on," Gloin replied.
Elrond's sons, Elladan and Elrohir where showing company their quarters for the night. All of the company was given rooms near her old room. She was sure it was Lord Elrond picked up on the protective nature of the relationship between Lirielle and the rest of the company. Lirielle was trying to breathe through the pain was coursing through her leg but it was getting hard to do so. She knew in her gut she had to do it, it would have given wargs something to track if she didn't do it, but she was now regretting her decision. Using the flames to stop the bleeding came a price. Fili and Kili were shown their rooms which were two hallways away from Lirielle's old room; leaving just Thorin and Lirielle. They reach two rooms near each other one Lirielle knew very well it was hers. Elladan opened the door to Thorin's room.
"Right this way, Lord Thorin" Elladan said.
Thorin looked back at her. She looked at him with an understanding look. She knew he did not want to leave her alone with the elves. He did not trust them in the least.
"I will be fine, Thorin," Lirielle said softly her voice really trailing off at the end.
Something in the way her voice trail off did not sit well with Thorin. He moved closer to her in time for her fall against his chest. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her body went completely limp. His arms automatically lifted her off the ground cradling her in his arms. Her head was resting by his shoulder. Elladan and Elrohir looked very worried by her passing out. They quickly opened the other door.
"This way hurry" Elrohir stated.
Thorin walked into the room that was fit for a queen. There was a large bed that rested the center of one of the walls. There were dressers and bookcases lining the wall along with a vanity with a large mirror. There was a balcony that overlooked a waterfall. Thorin gently laid her on the bed. As he did so, he noticed what looked like blood leaking from holes in her pants leg by her ankle of her left leg. He grabbed a hold of the fabric ripping it. It exposed her leg to her knee. Her leg was blackening like it was burnt. It was bright red around the blackened skin that was still oozing blood. He pulled off her boot to reveal more of the wound. How it the world was she able to walk. Thorin thought. Elladan and Elrohir took one look at the wound before running to get Elrond and healer. They had seen a wound like that before. Thorin closed his eyes taking her hand in his. Lirielle weakly opened her eyes barely parting them.
"You'll be alright 'ibinê (my gem)" Thorin said softly;
She had to be for his heart and mind to go on the rest of this quest. She did not deserve this. Thorin started to quickly realize that he loved her that she was his one. She squeezed his hand as if reading his mind.
Shortly after that Thorin was pushed from the room when the healer and Elrond arrived. They instantly started to work on her leg. He saw her weakly opened her eyes looking at him before turning her attention to Elrond.
"I told you, child, never to do that!" Elrond reprimanded her like a father does a wayward child.
"It's better than bleeding out" Lirielle replied softly.
Thorin was shocked to hear the worried sound of Elrond voice. And the way he pushed her hair from her forehead in the loving fathering matter. Before, the door slammed shut closing them inside and him outside.
Hours later Thorin walked into the dining hall were rest the dwarves and Bilbo were at. There was no news on Lirielle condition which did not sit well with him. He sat down by Dwalin who was sitting next to Balin. Gandalf he found out was summoned by the healer to Lirielle room that was two hours ago. He sat debating what to do about Lirielle. Part of him did not want her to continue on this quest that already caused her bodily harm. But the other part of him did not want to be parted from her.
A sudden gasp filled the room. Thorin looked around the room each of face of the company was on the doorway. He turned and looked at doorway Lirielle entered but not far behind her were Gandalf and Elrond. Her rich ruby locks were mostly down two pieces were braid back revealing her pointed ears and keeping a circlet in place. The elven crown was a mixture of thin golden swirls and silver swirls holding a small sapphire in the center of her forehead much more elaborative then ones the other elves minus Elrond were wearing. None of the other one hair pieces had gems in them. She was dressed like a lady. She wore a soft sapphire blue gown that had scoop neckline and long bell sleeves it tucked in at her waist then float to the floor. The heart of fire was displayed at the top of the gown. She looked every bit of a queen for any man, elf or dwarf for that matter. Thorin rose from his seat walked over to her offering her his arm. She smiled taking his arm. As she passed the dwarves bowed their heads and stayed standing. She looked over to Thorin; he looked down at her and their joined arms. They approach an empty chair next to where he was sitting. He paused letting go of her arm pulling out her chair. She smiled at him and slightly bowed her head as she took the seat. Dwalin was across from her. Once she was seated they all sat down in their chairs.
"My lady," Dwalin said bowing his head slightly.
"Master Dwalin" Lirielle answered
"You certainly clean up nice" Fili commented bumping shoulder with her.
"You look like lass" Kili joked
"Well I am a girl, Kili" Lirielle laughed.
The lunch commenced the dwarves, Bilbo and Lirielle were conversing like nothing ever happened. Elrond looked over at them in shock he never saw Lirielle so at ease with anyone. Gandalf followed his eyes as they noticed her subtly nudged Thorin causing him to look at her. He took her hand with a slight smile. Kili was made comment about elf females. She did all that she could do not to laugh when he talked about of the band member that she knew as male.
"That not an elf maiden" Dwalin stated with laughter in his voice.
"His name is Rainion, Kili." Lirielle laughed.
"Hiril vuin Táriel Lirielle? (My lady Queen Lirielle?)" Rainion questioned.
Rainion came near her at the sound her calling his name. It was much too close for Thorin. She squeezed his hand smiled over at Thorin before she addressed Rainion.
"Uhunc ylf ernedui Rainion (He drank too many cups of drink)" Lirielle answered fluidly.
Rainion nodded his head. She looked at all the dwarves for a moment taking a bit of her dinner. Balin's eyes looked at her with a slight bow of her head. She knew that he knew what Rainion called her and her answering to it only confirmed what he suspected.
"I was raised here part of the time after Smaug. I know Elvish; Khuzdul, and the common tongue as well as the Faye language that few understood."
Later, Lirielle sat overlook it on the balcony of her room. Bilbo was near her asking her questions about Rivendale. Once he realized she was raised here he had many questions. He quickly realized why she had such impeccable manners. The rest of the company was training. Thorin approached the room. Lirielle turned to look at him before turning back to the waterfall.
"Thorin," Lirielle greeted.
"Lady Lirielle I'll leave you," Bilbo said.
"I will see you later, Bilbo, I'm sure you come up with more question by then," Lirielle said.
Lirielle sat looking at the pool for a little while longer. She knew Thorin would not stay here long. She knew that neither could she. This was the closest thing to home she had since that fateful day. One of her braids started to fall out. They always did. She blamed it on her unruly hair. She was tucking pieces of her hair behind her ears. She held the crown in her hands. She heard the door close.
"Thorin," Lirielle said turning to look at him but not really moving from her spot.
"I know they don't give those to just anyone," Thorin stated indicating the crown in her lap.
Lirielle looked at the crown in her hands then back at him. She patted the spot next to her on the bench. Thorin sat down next to her.
"You're right," Lirielle whispered placing the crown in his hands. Thorin looked down at the crown in his hands. Lirielle looked over to waterfall lost in its beauty. "So you come to learn my last piece of the puzzle that is me right?" Lirielle continued
Lirielle turned and looked at Thorin with tears in her eyes. Thorin really looked at her his temper was raising when he realized she lied to him.
"So you are an elven princess?" Thorin asked near yelling.
"In a way I guess. I was raised here raised with Lord Elrond children: Elladan, Elrohir, and Arwen. Balin has figured it out; I quite am sure of it. I'm shocked he has not told you as of yet. I can see it in the way he treats me. He treats me like you. You are royalty and so am I. My father was king and I was heir," Lirielle told him. Thorin regarded her as she steeled her core to tell him the rest. The tears that were in her eyes early now started to trail down her face. As she remembered that day like it was yesterday. She turned and looked at Thorin in the eye. "It was my coronation celebration when Smaug attacked. Meaning I am or rather I was queen at that point. I do not call myself one because what's the point. I have no kingdom; I have no people. It is better that I'm Lirielle the last of Fayes. Then it is to be Queen Lirielle Lossëhelin, Queen of Avalonilona, the Fayes and last of them."
"Your children surely will be part Faye; you're a queen," Thorin said softly his temper coming down.
He now had a deeper understanding of her. She truly was his one, Mahul he knew that now. He could not see himself with any lass for many moons. But now with her before him looking very much like a tiny elf with her hair in rich ruby color hang down her back. He never had more desire for her than he did now. When she first answered the door at the hobbit's hole their eyes met he felt a deep pain in his chest; he would have sworn Liri was a lad. But seeing her in that waterfall, and now he could not see how he was so blind.
"No, not at all my children may take on some of my traits but they will be whatever race my husband is; be it human, elf, or dwarf. And yes I'm a dornessiti (Queen) forgive me if I'm butchering your language it been long while since I had to speak it at length."
"You did not" Thorin answered
He eyes locked on a piece of her hair that had fallen out from behind her ear. Now hearing her answer and her response in his native tongue spark a part of him he thought long since lost. He reached into jacket pocket pulling a small bead that he carried with him since Erebor.
"May I?" Thorin asked.
Lirielle nodded her head and turned her body so she was sitting with her back to him. His hands started to daftly braid her hair. He finally secured the two braids that hung in front her ears one with a small bead. The other braid he crisscrossed across the back of her head until it met in a twisted braid. Finally, he placed the crown that rested on his lap and placed it back on her head. She turned and looked at him with light from the moon dancing in her eyes. He pressed his lips to her lips. It was soon a passion filled kiss. His hands started explored the curves of her body that was now very much present in her way of dress. She moaned into his mouth as his hands rubbed over her nipples. Her hands over their own accord traveled to the back of his head. They pulled away his hand rest on her chin. He leaned forward kissing her on the corner of her mouth before trailing kisses down her neck. His bread tickled her cheek. Pulled his head up and kissed her again with such fire. Soon they were lost in the passion of the kisses and caresses. They stood up still locked in a kiss his hands were locked around her hips. She hopped up and wrapped her leg around his waist. He caught her easily and carried her into the bedroom. He placed her gently on the bed. He stood before she smiled up at him beacon him into her arms. He picked up one of her dainty feet removing the slipper from it. His eyes eyed the leg and ankle where there should be a large bruise and burnt mark. It was completely back to soft unmarred skin.
"How?" Thorin asked softly before kissing her ankle.
Lirielle sat up looking at him her hands reaching up to pull him down on top of her. Thorin complied with her will. She kissed him again filled with passion. She locked her hands around his neck tangling with long dark hair. She pulled away from the kiss moving mouth near his ear.
"Faye magic, we heal differently. I can heal others like that." Lirielle whispered in his ear before playfully biting down on his earlobe.
Thorin growled with the passion as he flipped her so she was on top of him. His hands settled on her hip. He slowly pulled the gown off her body as her hands slowly started to remove his outer coat. Soon she sat on top of him with nothing but the heart of fire in the valley of the breast. Her Elvish crown was discarded on the floor by the bed. Mahul she was beautiful. Her flame-like hair in the braids he placed in them on full display. Her fingers played with his chest hairs that dance over the planes of his chest. The bruises that once litter her body were long gone. She leaned down kissing him with fire. The Heart of fire did not burn him as it burned the trolls. He quickly flipped onto her back in a dominant kiss as he removed his small clothes. His hand found her core. She was wet his fingers stretch her. She moaned into his mouth. He removed his fingers from her core. They were both panting as he pressed his manhood into her folds. He captured her lips again in passion and lust filled kiss and growled into the kiss before joining them. She cried out as they become one as her fingers clawed at his back. He felt something give way inside of her. He stilled looking down at her eyes. There were tears gazing her long lashes. She is pure or rather she was pure until he joined them. He looked down at her in shock. She moved her hips trying to stop the pain. Mahul what had he done, why didn't say anything about being a maid. He stayed still as she adjusted to him. As she started to move her hips to meet his hips the fire in both of them built. Soon they were lost in passionate sex not caring about what was to come after.
