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Chapter 194: Final Overnight

last update Date de publication: 2026-09-29 01:01:43

The overnight access of Day Five began without ceremony and without any illusion of release.

Vale took me from Liam’s arms while I was still trembling against the wall, still dripping from one hundred forty men and Liam’s final claim. He carried me back to the suite in silence. The sheets had been changed; they would not stay clean. My body felt heavy, overused, and deeply open. Every step produced a slow, warm trickle down my inner thigh. The scent of the evening’s rotation clung t
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