Nothing couldn’t be better than this, Sawyer thought. As he held Jasmine in his arms. He was so thankful that he walk in to that antique shop a few days. Otherwise he would have never have found his soul mate. Sawyer knew in his heart that Jasmine was his mate. Nothing would change his mind.His thoughts were cut short. “There’s always time for more later” He kissed her head lightly “I didn’t until now’ he light joke with her.<br/><br/>A smile pulled at his lips as Jasmine laid her head on his chest. Enjoying the feel her placing kisses here and there. God I never tire of this woman or her sweetness. He listen to what she was saying. “ I guess we will just have to wean us off your magic. That way when you let me free you. We will be use to not having your magic.”He kiss her head.<br/><br/>“ I be right back." He went to the bathroom wet down a wash cloth and soap it. Then got another wash cloth wet and towel. When he came back. Sawyer wash Jasmine down tenderly. He padded off to the bathing and wipe himself off and place the ditty cloths and towel in a neat pile. Then came back and climb back into bed. Pulling Jasmine on top of him.<br/><br/>“ Sweet dreams my love.” He pulled the blanket up and waited for sleep to come. Hoping that he would not dream. Fearing that he would. Thought lately his nightmares were not as bad as they were. He thought it was because he was finally happy. That happiness came because he had Jasmine in his life. Hours pass finally Sawyer succumb to sleep. It was the most peaceful sleep he had in months. Light crept into the castle room several hours later as the sun rose the next morning. Sawyer blinked awake. Smiling a the sleeping woman in his arms. He laid there happily watching her sleep.<br/><br/>************************************************************************<br/>Sara couldn’t help but smirk at Edmond when he said that she was getting impatient with her wizard. Ahh so that is what he is she thought. She sighed deeply as he sank into. Moan and match his thrusting. Loving how hard and fast he was pumping into her. Right up until he called her a Bitch. She swung her hand as far back and slapped his face.<br/><br/>“Let’s get one thing straight. While you are fucking me,you will not call me a Bitch.” She glared  up at him. Yes she like his controlling way. Like his dark, powerful, evil side. But she was not going to lay there, literally and let him call her a bitch. While he was screwing her.  It just wasn’t going to happen.