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99: Warm Pussy

Author: Fiona Cakes
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-18 16:48:37

ZORDON'S POV

I didn't like the way Xavier was grinning at me. The manner in which he was looking between Daisy and me, I could tell what he was thinking. He was going to kill her so that I would suffer. I had to do something to make him believe Daisy was nothing more than a female to keep me company when I was horny.

I glanced at Daisy and realized that someone was standing next to her. I moved toward her instinctively.

"No," Xavier snapped. "One more step, and she dies."

"I don't care what happens to her," I said flatly, trying to shift his focus.

"Oh, but you do," the stranger beside Daisy spoke. "You care too much. You can drop the act."

“I can tell you love her,” Xavier chuckled.

"You're mistaken. She's nothing to me. Her sole purpose is to warm my bed, hold me at night, and play the part of a sex toy. That’s all she is. Warm pussy and warm pussies are replaceable. If you kill her, I'll just take something else Dexter loves.” I raised my voice, “Dexter! I know you're here. Show y
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