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Two Hundred And Seventeen
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2026-02-28 19:04:14Ghost POV
Eight months later and I swear my life doesn’t even look like my life anymore. I used to wake up with blood on my hands, blades in my pockets, and engines roaring in my ears. Now? Now I wake up with three screaming little demons that sound like they’re auditioning for a fucking horror movie.
And here I am, walking into the clubhouse with all three of them dangling from my fist
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Siren’s POVThe doctor leaves with her final warning ringing in my ears, no sex, no intercourse, no penetration, nothing like that for five days until the stitches have healed. I sit on the edge of the bed long after the door clicks shut, knees pulled to my chest, blanket clutched like a shield.I want to go out, want to see Vesper, Red, the others, but the thought alone makes my stomach knot. They all know about Echo’s punishment by now. They all know I’m the reason he bled. I should have refused him that night. Should have pushed him away. If I’d just said no, he wouldn’t have taken those fists for me.I stand, legs shaky, and decide to find him. I need to ask what my punishment is, because it wasn’t just him who broke the rules.I reach the door the exact second it swings open and star walks in.
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Ghost POVThe release hits hard. My hips slam forward, burying me deep, and I hold her there while I spill down her throat. Her swallow is slow, deliberate, exactly like I told her. I keep her there until the last pulse fades, then finally let her pull back enough to breathe
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Vesper POVTitan’s breath is ragged, his grin lopsided and blood-specked, but he’s the one who finally steps back. He laughs like the whole thing was a fucking game and not a fight that could’ve gone sideways real fast.
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