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Chapter 2: Claimed by Four Alphas

Author: Azure
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-03 05:13:20

Lisa woke up slowly, the first thing she registered being the heavy, warm bodies surrounding her on every side.

Four distinct scents wrapped around her like a living blanket. Strong arms were locked across her waist, a solid chest pressed against her back, another against her front, and a large hand rested possessively on her bare thigh. Every part of her felt claimed. The deep, pleasant ache between her legs reminded her exactly how thoroughly the DeSantis brothers had taken her the night befo
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