*NSFW – a little more passion that what would be appropriate for young readers, be aware. *
I know that I have done something that I shouldn’t have done, however, it was something that I have been wanting to do for years and I feel that it was long overdue. None will be the wiser unless I end up getting pregnant and if that happens, he’ll have to marry me or lose his friendship with my brother – he would never want to lose that. I don’t care if my brother cuts me off, again, I have my own money now and I can earn a living on my own, thank you very much.
All my life I have been in love with this man, ever since I figured what men were, and my heart has never drifted from the thought that I would have this handsome golden-haired man for my own. He must be mine because I haven’t loved or cared for anyone the way that I do him. With all the plotting and planning that I have done over the years trying to get him to admit that he loves me and wants only me were wasted. All I had to do was wait and the Fates would step in and give me what I wanted and all I had to do was wait until the proper time. I have been watching and waiting all this time, I just had to learn to be patient and it worked. Well, it kind of worked.
Dawnglory has always been the one man that I’ve wanted with my entire being, his looks, his attitude and the way that he has come from a life of nothing and made himself what he is today without the help of family. I guess you could call him a man’s man: somewhat like my brother, Fnor. I love my brother and I am very proud of what he has done with his life except for the fact that he is supposedly married to a long-eared Night Elf. How he could betray his own kind and his political connections like that is beyond my understanding, however, I should accept the fact. Of course, Fnor really isn’t my brother, he’s adopted and we’re not sure what his real bloodlines are.
I know that I haven’t written in my journal in a long time and this is probably something that I shouldn’t write down, however, I do have to tell someone to make it seem more real to me. I can’t tell anyone else about it and it is going to be hard to act as if nothing has happened. I just want to beam and gloat over the fact that I slept with the man that I love.
It was easy to accomplish with his woman being lost along with his children, however, he was drowning his sorrows and I knew, from experience, that he would go home alone to sleep it off. Well, he went home but not alone because I offered to make sure he got to the farm without passing out in the road somewhere. It was easy and all he kept saying is that I reminded him so much of Romy.
Romy, that savage from Northrend that stole my man away from me. Sure, he thinks he loves and he has had two children with her. Well, I know the little girl is his because she looks just like him, however, the youngest one I am not so sure of because he was born after Dawnglory went to Draenor. The little fellow does have the same lopsided smile and there is something about the shape of his face that reminds me of his supposed Father, however, I’m not real sure. You never know with whores, they do tend to shop around when their main man isn’t available.
Well, I got the poor man home and helped him undress a bit and got him into bed and acted like I was leaving. I didn’t leave, I stood outside and talked to Dog and that fish fellow -Jongu, whatever his name is and even had a bowl of dumplings that he had made. I turned to go back in the house and the fellow told me that the Lady wasn’t going to like me going in there with the Master being asleep. I just told him to shut up and went inside.
It was easy to slip out of my clothes and slide under the furs and before I had even settled myself, Fnar started sobbing his sleep and kept calling out for his woman. I told him I was there and that everything was okay. His eyes flashed open briefly and I thought that he was going to recognize me and he didn’t. He started kissing me and running his hands over my body and before I realized it, not shocked, he had started doing the things that men do with women.
I have never had a man make love to me the way that he did and how many peaks and valleys of passion that he made me go through and I thought I was going to lose my mind with the passion. Oh, Light Help Me! I never knew anything could make you feel so good all over and it seemed as if would never end.
He did keep calling me Romy and his passion was intense because he thought he was with his woman and he had so much pent up passion from being away from her for over a year. I know it was stolen passion for me and I took great pleasure in everything he did to me that seemed to go on for hours and hours.
It did go on for hours, the dawn was just breaking when I was finally able to escape the bed and put on my clothes to head back to the camp in Karasang. Oh my, it was hard to tear myself away from all of that. I know that I have found my match in all things with Dawnglory and I will have him for my husband before this year is over.