KHALESSI MONDRAGON“Shhh,” bulong niya, nananatiling nakapikit ang mga mata. “You’ll wake our son if you don’t suppress your moans, baby.”His voice was soft, almost teasing, but there was something deeper laced within it—control, power, and unspoken pain. Ramdam ko ang mainit niyang palad na dumadapo sa balat ko, nag-iiwan ng apoy sa bawat hagod.Gusto kong pigilan siya. Gusto kong hilahin ang kamay niyang gumagala sa ilalim ng damit ko. Pero ang katawan ko—ang puso ko—ay hindi makagalaw. I was trapped between guilt and longing, between reason and raw need.D*mn it.I bit my lower lip, trying to stop the trembling sound rising from my throat. My hands clutched the fabric of the bed, as if that would ground me to reality. But reality itself was slipping. I was drowning.In him. In us.“Fabian…” I whispered, a name that still had the power to weaken me.\He didn’t answer. Instead, bumaba ang kamay niya at ipapasok na sana ang kamay sa loob ko nang pigilan ko siya. “H-huwag dito…” nanu
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