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Chapter 230

Author: Ikstrordinari
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Zedekiel groaned at the taste of sweet wine and the velvety tongue which he lightly nipped and sucked on. He enjoyed the way Prince Ron whimpered beneath him and dug his nails into his shoulders as he ravished his mouth.

Prince Ron completely melted into the kiss, his body responding instinctively to Zedekiel’s touch. The heat between them ignited into a blazing inferno, and all thoughts of restraint or caution vanished as they surrendered to the overwhelming passion they both felt.

Prince Ron felt his beloved's lips move against his with a hunger that bordered on desperation. His beloved's hands gripped the sides of his flushed face, keeping his head in place, not giving him the chance to escape as he devoured his mouth.

The kiss was wild, unrestrained, and fueled by the scorching heat that pulsed between them. Every touch, every press of their bodies ignited sparks that threatened to consume them both. Prince Ron gasped into the kiss, feeling like he was going insane. His body was t
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