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Chapter 9: One Night
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Claimed by My Vampire Stepbrother Chapter 9: One Night
Chase’s P.O.VI stood there, absolutely flabbergasted, as Alex's words echoed in my ears. "Wait, what did you just say?" I stammered, trying to wrap my mind around what had just come out of his mouth."What do you mean, Alex? What the hell do you really want from me?" My heart was racing, and I felt this strange mix of confusion and unease settling in my stomach.Alex didn't respond the way I expected. Instead, before I could process anything further, he reached out and, without warning, grabbed my waist. His hands were firm, pulling me toward him, and before I could even react, his chest was pressing against mine. I froze for a second, feeling the warmth of his body against mine as he whispered, his voice low and almost too casual for my liking, "I want a good fuck."My brain short-circuited. "W-what?"It only made Alex smirk. “I want to fuck you, Chase. In my bed, ridding you and fucking the hell out of you and you screaming my name, telling me how much you enjoy my dick in your tig
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