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“Let’s get you to the hospital first then we will both reveal who did this.'' As he tried to drag the doctor up and carry him toward the door, The doctor gave up the ghost. Xavier screamed bitterly, “Doctor, No. Please don’t go.” “Wake up please…” He kept trying to wake the doctor up like he could bring him back to life. As Xavier kept weeping, He saw traces of blood and remembered the doctor was pointing in a direction. He stood up and followed the trace of blood. Then towards the window, he couldn’t see any trace of blood and kept wondering…who would do such a thing.

Pain darkened her eyes, and I didn’t want to add to that. The air carried the faint metallic bite of blood, and beneath it, the sharp tang of fear rolling off of the three females who were just shit out of luck. Aria’s breaths came out shallow and uneven, a sound that made my chest tighten. Jericho paced inside me, wanting nothing more than to be let out. The door opened hard against the wall. Dr. Xand strode in, his white coat flaring behind him, his expression set in that detached precision I had learned to recognize as his battlefield face. Cleo followed, her hands already moved with purpose.

His expressions were elusive but his eyes were as cool as spring as if someone had drawn them with a pencil. 'So serene, so beautiful' "Uh.. I mean it's nothing just a mere scratch. You don't need to get so mu-" "It may be nothing to you but not for me. I can't even see a single scratch on your body. I can't see you in pain. Let me treat you" Xavier replied in his deep husky voice. My heart skipped a beat. 'What is he saying?' "Huh? N-No, I am perfectly fine Xavier" I spoke while smiling at him. Suddenly the doctor came inside the room. He looked at the both of us.

“Xander, I swear to—“ “His throbbing cock traces her wet cunt, making her cry out—“ I scream his name louder, pushing my body to move. It doesn’t heed to my command and I’m still stuck in place, trying to push through a wall I cannot see. “Harder, Zade, harder.” He says in a high pitched voice, trying to mimic that of a woman’s. I would have laughed at how ridiculous he sounded if I wasn’t mortified. I could have sworn the words didn’t sound that dirty when I was reading them. “Take that dirty whore, cum all over your daddy’s cock?” Xander finishes with a note of question, he looks up and our eyes meet. There is amusement and something else in his. He closes the book and I let out a sigh of

Lesly asked out of curiosity. "It's nothing I'm just used to it," he said while giving Lesly some sliced apple. Lesly never asks again the thing is he loves Ranz more than anything else. On the other hand, Waylan keeps researching if there's a vampire who doesn't have the ability to cure their wounds. She remembers the day when Zeal got hit by a bomb and he can't cure his wounds. He's wondering why? She keeps wondering too if the person she saw in the bookstore is lying or not.

The doctor's voice echoed with clinical detachment. "Make sure she doesn't overwork herself," the doctor added, glancing between the two men. A smirk twisted Xavier's lips, dark thoughts clouding his icy blue eyes. 'At least her pussy would have to rest for a while now,' he thought maliciously. His mind painted Cathleen with a brush of disdain, convinced that she was a high-profile sex worker despite the truth of her career—a celebrity lawyer who never let anyone walk all over her. not that Xavier knew that. He already painted her to be a bitch.

Amore explained. “I see. But I also happen to know a bit of your background,” Xavier walk towards her and stood beside the hospital bed, “You are very strong, you know that? I am very impressed with how you survived each obstacle on your way. From now on, I’m your personal doctor. You can tell me whenever you have something inside your head that you can’t get off. I am willing to help you to recover from all the emotional trauma you have suffered. You deserve to smile again, pretty lady. I can imagine the smile on your face will make you prettier even more,” Xavier affirmed Amore. He’s really acting like the professional doctor that he is.

His gloved finger poked and prodded. “You are still very wet,” he noted. “Even after all the exams. What a greedy little patient.” He took a thin probe and slid it inside the open speculum. Teased my walls with it, rubbing in slow circles. Then he pulled it out and tapped my clit lightly. I jumped. “Please. It stings but it feels good too.” “Speak clearly,” he said. He tapped again. Harder. “Tell me why you keep coming back for more.” “Because my heart only calms when a doctor touches me,” I said. Tears came to my eyes. “I feel ashamed. Three doctors already used me. Now you. I know it is wrong but I cannot stop.”

Let him remind me with his hands and his words that my body was not something to be ashamed of. But even in his arms, the fear lingered. Ryan was still out there. Sophia was still plotting. Richard Black was still pulling strings. And the threats were getting closer every single day. I closed my eyes and held onto Ethan tighter, wondering how much longer we could keep fighting before something finally broke us. [If you’re enjoying The Doctor’s Voluptuous Patient so far, please drop a comment and hit thumbs up! It really helps me know and keeps me motivated. ❤️ Thank you!]

Without another second of hesitation, I pushed open the door and walked into the unknown… “Daisy” This time it was a low baritone voice that sent shivers to my spine. “Gorgeous little thing” another said, emerging from the darkness with hungry lustful eyes. I felt a tingling sensation in my coochie. From nowhere, I felt a presence behind me, followed by a gentle graze of a finger on the back of my neck. I’m not kidding when I say I felt something slide down my thighs. Is it possible to be that wet….enough to make you drip?