Last time, Declan Darcy had her with a semi-coercive nature.
This time, he did not want it to be like that anymore.
He gently blew in her ear, "Emmy, are you willing to completely give yourself to me?"
Emma Tremont clung to his shoulders, looking at the ceiling, her eyes hazy.
"Uncle..."
"Are you willing or not?" he asked, "This time, I won't force you. I want you, willingly."
Emma Tremont asked in a twined voice, "Uncle, will you really love me? Love me forever?"
"I love you, for a lifetime."
Emma Tremont gently kissed his Adam's apple, "Then, I feel the same."
Declan Darcy's wildness was instantly unleashed…
In the room, spring was boundless.
The scattered clothes on the floor, the broken sounds, all signified what was happening here.
From sunset to the rising of the moon.
Emma Tremont was sore all over, without a bit of strength, she laid limp in Declan Darcy's arms.
She yawned and kicked him, "I am hungry, Uncle."
