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Mating (2)

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Elowen's POV

“You belong to us, Elowen,” Alaric murmured, his mouth trailing lower, leaving a path of fire on my inner thigh, his fingers spreading my heat, preparing me. His voice was a low, possessive rumble.

“Ours,” Ranon growled, his hands gripping my thighs, pulling me closer to him, his powerful body pressing against mine, a tangible promise of what was to come.

“Forever,” Theron finished, his breath hot against my stomach as he kissed me again and again, a slow, sensual climb, working his way upward, leaving a trail of exquisite sensation.

When Ranon finally positioned himself, his eyes locking onto mine, his magnificent body hovering above me, he entered me with a low, feral sound in his throat—a primal roar of claiming and triumph. He buried himself deep, filling me completely, his initial thrusts rough and desperate, driven by a raw, untamed hunger that mirrored my own. My body arched, accepting him, craving him.

But even in that moment of intense, animalistic claim
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