Apex Bloom
Sloane screamed, a broken, beautiful sound of absolute surrender, her powerful thighs flexing as Brent’s hands anchored her hips to the floor.
I didn't just watch. I leaned over them, my hands sliding into Brent’s hair to guide his ruthless rhythm, whilst my mouth descended back onto Sloane’s throat, biting and soothing the pulse that hammered wildly against my lips. We became a singular, tangled mass of consuming heat, sweat, and desperate friction. Every ragged breath, every bruised touch, and every high – pitched, shattered cry was a dark celebration of our victory.
We had survived the freezing Abyss. We had conquered the Black Widow. And here, in the shadows of the Italian Alps, the Vang
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