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Chapter Twenty Three

Author: Miriam Remi
last update publish date: 2026-04-13 14:15:14

Ava’s pov

Milrac’s cock was still buried deep inside me when I woke, thick and hard, stretching me open in the most perfect way. He had not pulled out even in sleep. The bond kept us locked together, warm and pulsing, every tiny shift of his hips sending fresh sparks through my core.

His arm was banded around my waist, holding me flush against his chest. His breath brushed the mark on my neck, slow and steady, but I felt the hunger simmering beneath it. The silver dagger lay on the table across
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