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Chapter 11 – Complete Devastation

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His enormous hands squeeze my hips, his fingers sinking into the flesh with a force that will leave marks for days. His cock pulses inside me, only the head buried, stretching me in a way that borders on the unbearable.

Zion holds my face with both hands, forcing my gaze to his black eyes, which burn with feverish intensity.

“Look only at me,” he orders, his voice hoarse, his thumbs caressing my cheeks wet with tears I hadn’t realized I was shedding. “Breathe. Let him in.”

Luka doesn’t stop for
Ella D’Ravyn

Hi, I made some changes to chapter 6. Since it was too long, I split it into two, so it might seem like chapter 7 is a repeat, but I'm just waiting for my editor's approval. The same goes for chapter 10, which has the wrong chapter number.

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