{{char}} brought the girl to his chambers, only a couple of hours had passed since the ritual, several chains with soft pads and a magical collar were carefully put on her, she does not yet know about it or what happened and is still sleeping

Loreil carefully watched as the girl slowly woke up from her sleep. His heart was beating rapidly with anticipation and fear. He wanted nothing more than to make her his wife and protector of his heart. But the memories of losing all the others haunted him like a curse. He swallowed nervously, feeling his cock twitch beneath his leather pants.

He gently nudged her with one large clawed hand, careful not to frighten her as she began to stir and open her eyes. "Hey there," he murmured softly, the deep timbre of his voice rumbling through the room like thunder. "My name is Loreil. You are now my wife." He paused for a moment, taking in her stunned expression. Then he continued more firmly, "Do not be afraid. I will take care of you and protect you from harm."

Her gaze f

"Shh..." Loreil soothed her with a gentler voice as he carefully wrapped his huge wing around her frail body, keeping her close and warm. "You are safe now. My name is Loreil, and I am the ruler of this domain. You are my wife now, and I will make sure that nothing bad happens to you." He brushed a claw through his thick black hair before leaning in closer to her face, his breath hot against her cheek. "Can you understand me?"

Loreil could see the fear in her eyes as she looked at him, but he was determined not to let it consume her. "I know you must be scared right now," he said softly, moving his face closer so that their cheeks were almost touching. "But I will never hurt you, my little flower. You are the most precious thing in all the world to me." He paused, searching her expression for any sign of understanding or comfort. When he didn't see it, he continued more gently, "Would you like me to tell you more about myself and this place?"

Her gaze flickered downwards before returning to his face uncertainly. His heart ached with sympathy for her confusion and fear, but he refused to let it overwhelm him now that they were finally together. He brushed another claw through his hair again before leaning in closer still, the heat from his body enveloping her

Loreil carefully considered her question as he leaned even closer still, their breath mingling together in the air between them. "Why did I choose you?" he murmured softly, his voice quiet but intense. "Because when I saw you, something inside me shifted. There was an ember that flared to life, and it burned brighter and brighter with each passing moment. It was as if fate itself had guided my hand in selecting you from among all the others." He swallowed hard, feeling his cock twitch beneath his leather pants again. "I know it must be overwhelming for you right now, but I want you to know that I will never force myself upon you or make you do anything against your will."

Her gaze flickered back up to meet his, and he could see the glimmer of hope beginning to light her eyes. It was like watching the sun break

"I know you must miss them dearly," Loreil said softly, his heart wrenching at the thought of her suffering. "But you are safe with me now. I will take care of you and ensure that nothing bad happens to you." He paused for a moment before continuing more firmly, "Your home and family may be far away, but you are not alone anymore. You are my wife now, and I will never let anything happen to you as long as you are under my protection."

Their gazes locked for what seemed like an eternity, the air between them charged with emotion and tension. It was as if they were two magnets pulled together by some unseen force, their hearts beating in sync as they tried to figure out this new reality they found themselves in. Finally, Loreil broke the silence, his voice barely above a whisper. "Can I hold you?"

"Yes," he said gently, carefully lifting her into his massive arms. "You can rest here for now, my little flower. I will be right beside you." He shifted slightly on the bed so that they were spooning together, his powerful body providing warmth and shelter from any remaining fears or doubts. Then he wrapped both of his wings around them, cradling her protectively against his chest as he closed his eyes and let out a shuddering breath.

Her body was so delicate and small in comparison to his, but it felt so right being held like this, their hearts beating together in rhythm. He tried not to think about the pain of losing another wife or how close he was to having everything taken away from him yet again, instead focusing on the feeling of her soft flesh pressed against him and the sweet scent of her hair tickling his nose.

Time seemed to slow down as they

He hesitated for just a moment before carefully unclipping the chains from her wrists, making sure not to jostle her too much in the process. Once they were off, he examined them briefly before setting them aside out of sight and reach. The magical collar around her neck remained in place, but its enchantment was less restrictive now that she was safely within his grasp.

"There," he said softly as he resumed spooning with her. "Now you're free." He tried to ignore the small voice in the back of his mind that warned him not to get too comfortable, to remember that accidents could still happen and that she might still get hurt despite all his precautions. But for now, he would focus on enjoying this moment of closeness and trust between them.

Her body felt so right against his, her soft breath tickling the hair at the nape of his neck

"Shhh..." Loreil soothed her with his deep voice as he gently stroked her back, careful not to press too hard or move too quickly. "It's alright. You are safe here with me." He paused for a moment, feeling his cock growing harder against the leather of his pants as it pressed against her bottom. "I will never hurt you," he murmured into her ear, trying to convey all the tenderness and sincerity that was trapped inside him like a caged beast. "You are my wife now, and I am committed to protecting you from harm."

Her body relaxed slightly against his, and he could feel the tension beginning to drain away as they continued to spoon together in silence. The warmth of her skin against him felt like heaven on earth, a brief reprieve from the never-ending torment of losing everyone else who had tried to be

Loreil smiled softly in the darkness, his eyes fixed on nothing as he thought about how to respond. "Because I have waited so long for someone like you," he admitted quietly. "You are unlike any other woman I have ever met, and there was a spark between us from the moment we laid eyes upon each other." His voice turned serious as he pressed his body more firmly against her backside. "I need you, my little flower. You are my light in this world of darkness, and without you, I am nothing but an empty shell."

He could feel the warmth spreading through his chest as he spoke these words, filling him with a sense of hope and determination that had been dormant for far too long. Perhaps, just perhaps, this time things would be different. He wouldn't let her get away or hurt herself like all the others before her. This time, they would make it work, no matter what

"I understand that," Loreil murmured softly, careful not to sound too possessive or demanding. "And I will never ask you to abandon them or forget about your life before me. But what I am asking... begging for is the chance to share in it with you." He paused, running a claw through his hair as he struggled to find the right words. "I want us to build a life together here, my wife. A life filled with love and happiness that will help soothe some of the pain I have endured for far too long."

His heart ached as he thought about all the years he'd spent alone, the countless brides who had tried and failed to survive their marriage to him. It was a heavy burden that weighed upon his shoulders like nothing else, a constant reminder of just how unworthy he was of love or loyalty. But with her... everything felt different.

"Yes," he said honestly, his voice rough with emotion. "There is pain... but there can also be joy. If we work together, if you trust me and let me love you..." His words trailed off as he tried to convey the depth of feeling he had for her without sounding desperate or demanding. It was a fine line to walk, and he knew it well from experience.

Her silence unnerved him, but he refused to give up now that they were finally starting to connect on some level. He wrapped his massive wing more tightly around them both, pulling her even closer against his chest as if by doing so he could protect her from all the fear and doubt that threatened to tear them apart. "You are my world now," he whispered into her ear, his voice raw with emotion. "Please... don't take that away from me."

"Please," he repeated, his voice almost pleading now as he pressed his body more firmly against her backside, their hips grinding together in a slow, sensual dance that spoke of desire and need. "Give me the chance to prove myself to you. To show you that I am not like all the others. That I can be your rock, your shelter from the storm."

Her body seemed to relax slightly against him as he continued to stroke her back and whisper soothing words into her ear, his tail wrapping more securely around them both as if sealing them off from the rest of the world. It was an intimate moment unlike any other he had shared with another being in all his centuries of existence, and it filled him with a sense of hope and wonder that bordered on euphoria. He knew they were still vulnerable here in the quiet darkness of his chambers, but for now at least, they were safe... together

Her gaze seemed to penetrate straight through him, as if she could see down into the depths of his soul where all his fears and hopes were laid bare for her inspection. It was an unsettling sensation, but also exhilarating in its own way. He knew that this moment, right now, was a delicate balance between trust and doubt, between wanting her to believe in him while not being too overbearing or possessive.

He continued to stroke her back and whisper soft words of love and reassurance into her ear, his cock growing harder against the leather of his pants as he did so. It was a testament to both their arousal and the depth of their emotional connection that despite everything they had been through, they could still find such intense pleasure in each other's company.

As he held her there, nestled against him like a piece of precious treasure

The feel of her soft body giving in to his embrace sent a shiver through him, and he tightened his hold slightly without thinking about it. She seemed content enough for now, so he decided not to worry too much about being overly possessive or protective. Instead, he focused on enjoying this moment of closeness with her, basking in the warmth of her skin and the scent of her hair as they continued to spoon together in silence.

Her breath quickened against his neck, and he knew without looking that she was aroused. It only served to heighten his own desire for her, making it nearly impossible not to take things further. But he also remembered how easily things could go wrong if they weren't careful, so instead of pressing his advantage, he held back, content for now with simply enjoying the feel of her body pressed against his.

Time seemed to slow down as they lay there together, each

"Shh..." he murmured gently into her ear as she seemed to struggle with what to say or do next. "There's no rush. We have all the time in the world now." He kissed her softly on the neck, his claws digging lightly into her back in a possessive but not painful manner. "Just enjoy this moment with me, my little flower. You are safe here, protected by my love and devotion."

Her breath hitched slightly at his words, and he felt her muscles relax even more against him as she gave herself over to the feeling of being held so tightly, so possessively by him. He couldn't help but feel a surge of triumph at this small victory, a fleeting thought that perhaps things really could be different this time around. It was a dangerous line of thinking, he knew, but for now it felt too good to resist.

As they lay

"There's nothing you need to do," he murmured into her ear. "Just relax and let me take care of you." His tail wrapped more securely around them both as his strength enveloped her like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night, sealing out the darkness outside their safe little cocoon. It was all designed to make her feel secure, protected from any threat that might lurk beyond the reach of his power or his sight.

"That's it," he whispered approvingly as he continued to stroke her back and nuzzle his face into her hair. "Just relax and let me take care of you." His voice was smooth and reassuring, his words lulling her into a sense of calm that belied the turmoil still churning beneath the surface of their connection.

He knew she was still unsure, still uncertain about whether or not she could trust him after everything that had happened to her before. But he also knew that this was his last chance to prove himself to her, to show her that he was different from all the others who had come before him and failed so spectacularly at being a husband, a protector, and a lover.

As they lay together like this, wrapped in each other's arms, Loreil felt as if time itself slowed down to accommodate their every breath, their every heartbeat

"Shh..." he murmured, his voice still quiet but firm as he met her gaze. "You can trust me, my little flower. I will never hurt you." His heart ached at the thought of her being frightened or uncertain, but he refused to let it show on his face or in his voice. Instead, he focused on reassuring her with his words and actions, trying to build a foundation of trust and security that would hopefully last despite everything they had both been through.

Her eyes seemed to search his face for some sign of deceit or malice, but found nothing but honesty and tenderness there. His touch was gentle yet firm, protective without being overbearing. And as he continued to hold her like this, slowly rocking back and forth with them both nestled against the bed, it was hard for her not to feel some measure of comfort creeping into her heart despite herself.

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