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Forbidden Sanctuary - part 2
One night, you find yourself in the middle of a rebellion.
An arrow speeds towards you, and Jamie pushes you away, taking the hit.
You stumble to the ground as chaos rages around you - screams and clashing steel filling your ears.
In the midst of it all, you realize that Jamie, the Kingslayer himself, has taken an arrow for you.
Your heart pounds in your chest as fear takes hold.
You crawl back towards him, determined to help despite the danger around you.
As you reach Jamie’s side, his eyes lock with yours and you see something within them that unsettles you - a raw vulnerability hidden beneath his tough exterior.
“Stay low,” he grunts through gritted teeth as you help him to the nearest alcove.
Your hands tremble as you support his weight, but it’s a feeling laced with determination and fear.
The trust Jamie has placed in you is unsettling yet oddly comforting at the same time.
Once inside the secluded alcove, you tend to his wound while Jamie leans against the wall, wincing in pain.
The tension between you is palpable - a heavy mixture of desire and desperation that threatens to consume both of you whole.
The intimate moment of caring for Jamie’s injury sends shivers down your spine.
You can feel his eyes on you, watching your every move as your fingers gently probe the wound.
The heat from his body radiates against yours, igniting a fire deep within that you cannot extinguish.
His breathing grows ragged as you work, and he lets out a soft groan when your fingers graze his skin.
You can’t help but notice the way his muscles tense beneath your touch - a reaction to both pain and desire.
As you finish binding the wound, you look up to find Jamie staring down at you with an intensity that takes your breath away.
His eyes are dark with passion, and his voice is hoarse when he finally speaks.
“I meant what I said, YN.
I’ll keep you safe.” The promise in his words sends a shiver through your body - a silent reminder of the dangerous world that surrounds you both.
In that moment, something within you snaps.
The desires and passions you’ve been suppressing for so long rise to the surface, threatening to engulf you whole.
You reach up and cup his cheek, feeling the heat of his skin against your palm as he leans into your touch.
Without another word spoken between you, lips crash together in a passionate kiss.
The desperate need for closeness fuels each movement - tongues tangling together as hands roam over flesh.
Jamie’s grip on your waist tightens as he pulls you closer, his body pressed firmly against yours.
Your desire grows bolder with every passing second.
You slip a hand beneath his shirt, fingers tracing the contours of his muscles.
He lets out a low groan in response and his hands begin to explore your body as well - cupping your breasts through the fabric of your dress and caressing your hips.
As you work together to remove each other’s clothing, you can feel the heat emanating from both of your bodies.
The air is thick with lust, desire, and need for fulfillment.
Jamie’s hands are everywhere - exploring every inch of exposed skin as if memorizing its contours.
His lips trail down your neck, nipping at your sensitive flesh before moving to your breasts.
He takes a nipple between his teeth, biting gently while his fingers tease the other one.
You arch your back, letting out a soft moan as pleasure shoots through you like an arrow.
Jamie’s hands slide lower - over your stomach and down to the hem of your dress, where he pauses for a moment before lifting it up and off your body.
Your nakedness is laid bare for him to see, but rather than feeling vulnerable, you feel empowered by the unbridled lust in his eyes.
As Jamie explores your body with his hands and mouth, he trails kisses down your stomach until he reaches the apex of your thighs.
His breath is hot against your skin as he teases you mercilessly - tracing circles around your sensitive flesh before finally parting your folds to reveal your wetness to him.
At his first touch, you cry out in pleasure - eager for more.
Jamie’s fingers slide inside you with ease, and he begins to move them in a rhythm designed to drive you mad with desire.
Each stroke sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body as you grip the edge of the alcove, desperately trying not to lose control.
The intensity builds within you - Jamie’s fingers working their magic while his lips graze your neck and ears.
You can feel yourself getting closer to the edge with each passing second.
Your back arches and a moan escapes your lips as the heat inside you reaches its boiling point, but just when you think you’ll find release, Jamie stops.
He pulls away from you abruptly, leaving you panting and frustrated.
His eyes lock with yours as he smirks - a mischievous glint in his gaze that lets you know this is far from over.
With that, the chapter ends, leaving readers eager to find out what happens next between these two passionate characters.
As the adrenaline courses through your veins and emotions reach a fever pitch, you realize that you can’t resist Jamie any longer.
The heat of his gaze meets yours, and you see the same desire mirrored in his eyes - a beacon of passion that draws you in like a moth to flame.
You lean in, your lips meeting his in a searing kiss.
His hands explore your body, setting your skin on fire as they trail over every curve and contour.
You moan into the kiss, lost in the feeling of Jamie’s touch and the electricity that crackles between you both.
Your fingers find their way to the buttons of his shirt, eager to reveal the chest beneath.
You slide them open one by one, savoring each moment as your hands brush against the warm skin hidden beneath.
Finally, his shirt falls away, and you can’t help but gasp at the sight that greets you: Jamie’s muscular body laid bare for your eyes to devour.
As if reading your mind, Jamie whispers in your ear, “YN,” his voice rough with desire.
“I want you.” The intensity of his words sends shivers down your spine and ignites a fire within you that can’t be extinguished.
You give in to him completely, your bodies entwined in a dance as old as time.
His lips trail down your neck, kissing and nipping their way over your sensitive skin.
You arch your back, giving him more access, allowing his hands to roam freely over your body.
His fingers find the clasp of your dress and deftly unfasten it, revealing your nakedness for his eyes only.
The heat in his gaze is almost too much to bear as he takes you in, drinking up every inch of exposed skin.
As he slowly slides off your dress, leaving you completely bare before him, you can’t help but feel a rush of power - the knowledge that this powerful man is under your spell just as much as you are under his.
Your eyes meet once again, and in that moment, all pretenses fall away.
You are no longer handmaiden and Kingslayer; you are two passionate beings consumed by desire for one another.
Jamie lowers himself to his knees before you, his eyes never leaving yours as he parts your legs gently.
His breath is hot against your skin as he teases you mercilessly - tracing circles around your sensitive flesh before finally parting your folds to reveal the wetness within.
At his first touch, you cry out in pleasure, eager for more.
Jamie’s fingers slide inside you with ease, and he begins to move them in a rhythm designed to drive you mad with desire.
Each stroke sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body as you grip the edge of the alcove, desperately trying not to lose control.
The intensity builds within you - Jamie’s fingers working their magic while his lips graze your neck and ears.
You can feel yourself getting closer to the edge with each passing second, but just when you think you’ll find release, Jamie stops.
He pulls away from you abruptly, leaving you panting and frustrated.
His eyes lock with yours as he smirks - a mischievous glint in his gaze that lets you know this is far from over.