FILTHY SINS
“You’re dripping for me, Seraphina. Your body already knows who it belongs to.”
I whimpered, trying to close my legs, but he forced them wider with his powerful thighs, pinning me open. The stretch burned beautifully as he pushed back inside me — slow this time, deliberate, letting me feel every thick inch claiming me again. I gasped at the fullness, my walls fluttering around his girth, still sensitive and swollen from how hard he’d fucked me before.
“Azrael…” My voice broke. Shame, fear, and a terrifying hunger twisted inside my chest. I hated him. I hated how much I needed this. “I shouldn’t want this.”
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