The Forced Bride Of The Devil Alvaro
Her nails dug deeper inside his body.
“You love me, Cyra Zaiden Alvaro,” her tears aggressively fell from her eyes, hearing him whispering that truth in her ear, which had started terrifying her soul…that she had fallen in love with that man, who she was going to kill tonight.
“You love me, amor,” he husked in her ear, started moving again, but this time a bit slowly and gently, making her feel every bit of his manhood caressing every corner of her inner walls and how much crazily she loved it.
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