I Am Not Afraid to Keep on Living ~Private~

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"I love you, too." Carmella cooed, nipping affectionately at his earlobe. He had excited her to a great length, and now her body continued to show this off. Her chest heaved in and out, and the gentle buds that topped her breasts were hard like little beads. There was a wetness inbetween her legs that could not even be soothed when she crossed them, and she was of course very lustful for him right then.

Darrick breathed out heavily as he straddled her hips. His length was nestled inbetween her thighs and he grunted feeling so arroused by her body.

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Carmella looked up at him with bold eyes and a shy smile. His whole body seemed to cover her own, and it excited her in ways that she could not explain. While Darrick was big and muscular she was small and soft, being the ideal image of a women from the century she was originally from. She had a lean waist with no traces of extra weight, as well as an hour glass sort of figure. While she didn't exactly look like a woman from the rennesainse ages, she deffinately did keep a sort of classical look to her. A sort of young Audrey Hepburn look.

Darrick took in everything he could see and feel about her tiny body. It was just so breathtaking and it was all his.

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She closed her eyes and took in small sharp breaths as he ran his fingers down her slender waist. Carmella had always been doubtful of her appearance not understanding how she could ever be appealing to men. She had never really felt beautiful until she had met Darrick. That was just something about the way he looked at her with his blue eyes that let her know that she was anything but ordinary.

Darrick bit his lip trying to hold back his intense impulse to just fill her body with his throbbing length. Darrick gasped for short breaths of air as if he couldn't take much more foreplay that he was ready to make her scream his name with each long blissful stroke from his aching rod.

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Rising from the warmth of both Darrick and the bathtub water, Carmella took his hand and helped him out. Takin one of the fluffy towels from the towel rack she began to dry him off, tenderly pressing the towel to his taut skin. Her eyes never left his, and every now and then she would press her lips to his warm skin, giving him small and teasing kisses.

Darrick dried her off. Soon they were dressed for the night and cuddling in bed.

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Carmella smiled lovingly though on the inside she was crying with a pain that could not be seen on the surface. Why was he being so kind to her? Why in the world did he love her? With what audacity did he chose to hold her so tenderly and whisper sweet nothings in her ear? She cuddled with him, resting her head on his chest, sighing gently.

Darrick loved her fully and completely.

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Caremella did not like herself. She was not good enough for her family and needed to go away. With a gentle sigh she placed her lips against his and kissed him lovingly. How could he want to be with a person as unworthy as herself? It was so easy for her to dislike herself and think badly of herself. How in the world could she ever love herself?

Damien started to cry. He had just had a bad dream.

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Carmella looked up from her husband the moment she heard the soft sounds of sorrow coming from her son's room. Excusing herself, she got up from the bed and grabbed her robe. As she left the room, she turned on the light in the hallway and began her journey her son's room. When she finally approached, she opened the door and walked over to her son's bed.

Damien was shaking in his bed.

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"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Carmella asked, doing her best to keep her voice composed. She would be leaving all of them. Her three beautiful children and her loving husband. The life that she was living right now was one that she did not deserve. "Did you have a nightmare?" she asked, carefully getting underneath the covers with him and pulling him into her arms.

" yes" He cried clinging to her.

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"Oh, Sweetheart," Carmella cooed, brushing some of his hair away from his face. Damien's little body seemed to be drenched in sweat and she wondered what he could have possibly been dreaming about to get him so wired up. "What was it about?" she asked, "Tell Mama, and I'll make everything better." she promised, kissing the top of his head and carefully wiping away at the few tears that had continued to roll down his cheeks.

" That the werewolf came back and took me away and you didn't; care" he sobbed. " you said you didn't want me anymore!" He blawed harder

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Carmella felt her heart break and she could not help but hug him a little tighter. "Damien," she murmured softly, carefully smoothing his pajamas. "I will never stop wanting to be your mother. You and your two sisters are my whole world." she murmured gently, kissing the top of his head. "I will always love you with all of my heart, until the last words pass my lips."

Damien cried hard. It was so real

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"Please don't cry, Damien." Carmella murmured. It hurt her to see him so tortured, especially when she knew that even though she was saying she wanted to be his mother and that she would always love him, deep down she was planning on leaving him and his sisters. "Everything is going to be alright, I promise you." she whispered softly.

Damien cried holding onto her.

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Carmella gently stroked his soft blonde hair and sighed. "I"m sorry, Sweetheart." she whispered, kissed the top of his head. "If I could make all of the bad dreams go away, I would. all that I can do is promise that I'll never leave you." She knew that she couldn't leave right then. Carmella did have a purpose, and it was to take care of her family.

" Mommy, I love you so much" Damien said holdingonto her with his little hands.

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"I love you too, Damien." Carmella said softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "It's going to be alright." It hurt her that he had been so worried about something that she concidered doing. Brushing some hair from his eyes, she laid him down and then went to pick up a book from the bookshelf. "Do you want me to read you a story to help you go to sleep?"

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