Edna shuddered. Her breath trembled as they left her, her eyes quivering as she gazed up at him. "I've been so lonely all these months."
Aeric smirked. "You have, haven't you?"
"I have dearly. I've tried to get you out of my mind but I just can't. I can't forget what you did to me that day. And oh, by the Regions, I've missed you, Son Aeric. Every night, I touch myself thinking of your shaft stretching me, filling me."
Her right hand lowered to her legs, in between them, touching her sheath needily. "I understand why you left me waiting so long, my prince. But, I've been aching, I've been aching so desperately for you."
Aeric stepped closer. "How badly have you been aching?"
"Really badly," she whispered with lust. "I almost slipped up when your sisters came here all those months ago, demanding where you were."
Aeric's eyes narrowed. "My sisters? They were here?"
"Oh, yes."
"When was this?"
