Married To The Wrong Brother
One last growl and violent shake, Yuri spilled right inside the girl.
I maintained the same vague expression.
“Good girl,” he groaned, then chuckled, dragging a hand across his mouth before wiping it against the side of his pants.
His fingers knotted briefly in her hair before he shoved her aside like a fucking rag doll.
She didn’t stay there long either, resetting, like nothing had happened.
“Right,” Yuri breathed, pulling up his pants. “I see you haven’t found a way to entertain yourself yet, Dominic.”
His eyes settled on the felt. A smile pulled at his mouth when he realized the odds were against me.
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