“Well, if it isn't the best way to wake up,” A raspy voice sounded in my ear, making me yelp in surprise, and before I could react, Caedmon shredded my clothes into pieces and entered my cunt using his tongue.
To explain the situation, let's return to a couple of hours ago.
“When do you think he will wake up?” I asked Håkan for the unkempt time since morning. As usual, Håkan softly answered, “He will wake up soon.”
“How soon? It's already been weeks since he fainted. He is feeding well, his wound is also gone, and his heart is back, so what's keeping him from waking up?” I asked. Whenever I ask someone when Caedmon will wake up, everyone answers the same. I was fed up with the word “soon,” and whenever I heard the word, I kept getting annoyed because no one was willing to answer me wi
