Sacred In Stain
Owns you

Chapters 112. Owns you

Small screech.

Yes Khalisa gave a small shriek when without warning Yudhis carried him in one swing just as Khalisa came out of the bathroom. After a while ago asked for a moment's permission to wash his mouth too, wanting to steady himself as well as possible, not wanting to upset him and to boost his confidence.

“Abang made a surprise,” great-grandson Khalisa chuckled, telling Yudhis who may have been impatient after a few days back must resist his desire to be released.

“You must get used to it, maybe in the future I will surprise you more often,” Yudhis swiped his nose of his nose fat on Khalisa's cheek, making Khalisa blush and choose to immerse his face on the shoulder of the man who carried him.

Not to throw Khalisa on the bed, but Yudhis sat on the edge of the bed and held Khalisa, wrapped his arms possessively, meeting each other's eyebrows to collide. Yudhis pervaded every beat of his heart which was now beating melodious when the stinging feeling in his heart on Khalisa was really real reciprocated.

“I may not be an expert in bed, because this is my first time. But, can you trust me?” yudhis said as he dived into Khalisa's eyeballs, which became more and more attractive under the dim sleeping lights, so close that his warm breath that smelled of fresh mint gushed across Khalisa's cheek.

“I may have been married. But not necessarily more expert. I believe Brother is more than capable of guiding me into a wife who fully fulfills our inner living both.” Khalisa said with a bracing sentence, not only on the lips, but also through the eyes. Submitting himself to Yudhis, because indeed Khalisa was not a maestro even though he had been married before.

Khalisa's words widened the smile on Yudhis handsome face, revealing his sweet dimples. According to the teachings, Yudhis guided Khalisa to read do’a full of reverence before mixing love while placing palms on the crowns of Khalisa. Something very new for Khalisa, because when he was married to Dion, he was not taught these things nor did he know. Because of the limited knowledge of Khalisa who always stumbled on the history of black stains when wanting to learn, did not find people who were willing to teach him sincerely.

With Yudhis, he was taught many new things, especially in religious knowledge. And honestly Khalisa also just found out, want to unite the body was there was also a very solemn and shahdu ordinance, vibrating his heart full of haru, he had found a real priest in his life. Like his dream when he was a teenager, wanted to be reunited with someone who was able to guide him for the better and did not look at him one eye.

The prayer that Yudhis and Khalisa read was intended so that the fulfillment of the inner living was spared from the intervention of the devil, also contains a prayer of hope, if it is awarded offspring, hoping to be a child of righteousness and righteousness.

“I love Brother,” great-grandson Khalisa spontaneously so do’a stopped. Plain and sincere came from the bottom of his pure heart.

“I love you more, Khalisa,” said Yudhis hoarse and heavy, rolled up his strong maleness instinct, without further ado clutching Khalisa's waist to get closer. Scrape the distance and unite the lips with the flower.

Khalisa opened up, responding to the Yudhis sip that so gently adored and demanded. The taste that was somehow so great rattled the soul, rejuvenating the body. The first time sweeter, more beautiful than ever tasted in the past, perhaps because now he presents himself to the right person, sincerely loving more and less.

Khalisa stretched out an arm, allowed himself to be cast down, welcomed the rain of love that Yudhis had given, which to him was like a cooling dew in his arid soul. Washing grief, sweeping solace, purifying a slashed heart, becoming the antidote to his feast. Get rid of gray, replace it with a blue light, comforting her who is mired in grief.

“Do not hesitate to say, if later I get out of control and maybe hurt you without me realizing,” Yudhis said as soon as Khalisa collapsed perfectly and he stuck on it.

Khalisa's smile as beautiful as the full moon, Yudhis treated her like a jewel and also a queen, not just considered a gratifier.

On top of the white-clothed contest, Yudhis allowed his instincts and his male instincts to guide him to the ritual of fulfilling the inner living for the first time, while removing the virginity he had been guarding with faith. Granted it wholeheartedly, the whole body is for the possessor of his heart only.

Yudhis breath hunted heavily, as his nose gradually swept every inch of Khalisa's skin. Sniffing the voracious fragrance of Khalisa's neck that emits the aroma of spa fragrance mixed with pheromones spilled, making it more nervous, while lowering both sides of the spaghetti rope the black dress laughed.

Yudhis eyes were misty, his passion blazing. Seeing Khalisa's reddened face blushing, as well as Khalisa's shyness which is more than just tempting, when his dress appeared at the top and bottom thanks to his actions, he said, presenting a beautiful smooth-skinned poking scenery that makes her thirsty to take a sip of sweet honey, as beautiful as the world's halal jewelry for her.

Yudhis lips now not only adore through kissing, but also feel the surface of Khalisa's skin. Sipping the special parts that should be wiped, making Khalisa dent his back with eyes closed and lips slightly open, while sucked his fingers lentiknya plunge the wilds of Yudhis hair, channeling all the flavor. Gurgling in the wind whirled, dragging him to wallow even deeper.

Yudhis touched Khalisa and kissed him lovingly. Still unhurried despite the heavy blood flow, wanting to make every second of their first unification moment full of hope.

Yudhis made sure Khalisa was ready to accept it by stroking the heavenly gate while not stopping his patching. In accordance with the education of psychologists and sexologists who have talked with him about how to touch a partner who should be, so that both inner livelihoods are met with each other, not just one-sided ones who feel satisfied.

Khalisa is fully prepared, warm and moist. Yudhis continued to lead the fusion, and Khalisa, who though not the first time still needed guidance, was not an aggressive person.

Yudhis whispered fondly to Khalisa, asking for permission to unite himself. And when Khalisa nodded, it turned out that under there Yudhis had broken through without cue, filled himself to the brim, making Khalisa squeal with surprise when the gate was knocked and visited after a long time of arid untouched.

That matchless happiness flooded the two especially Yudhis, when his heart had been cut off and his body was linked to the woman who had been stirring his heart since the first time. Having Khalisa in the true sense, in a halal bond that makes his love puja berahala.

“Bang.” Khalisa groaned femininely when hit by an incredible feeling that was so fierce when the man who looked at him lovingly began to move in rhythm. Although still not proficient, but it was able to bring him soar to reach high clouds. More beautiful than he ever got.

“Yes, my dear, my most beautiful and most beautiful love,” praised in a sweet and sincere tone, the effect of which raised Khalisa's confidence as a wife and woman.

Khalisa paddled back, worked together, wanted to present the best, join each other to destroy the bed. Reciprocating each other incessant kisses intensified as the weeping accelerated, until finally the screams of the two echoed chime sweat. Equally convulsed flooded with the pleasures of the world's paradise with a dispute bed that is also splashed with traces of love as a witness.

Yudhis collapsed on Khalisa, drowning his face in the recesses of Khalisa's neck while breathing in a mess. Undying, Yudhis rolled from his cradle. Drawing a blanket that almost fell to the floor and widened it to cover the two of them, Yudhis also scooped up Khalisa's slender body which still neutralized the rate of breath into his possessive deck with a happy, bulging heart, kiss Khalisa's forehead affectionately and whisper affectionately.

“There are many of my wives. I'm happy and love you more.”

Seriate.