Evynlleyay
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- Parts 13
"You're... you're sick," she gasped, though she was arching her back, offering herself to him.
"And you're enjoying it," he countered. He leaned down, biting the nape of her neck. "Admit it, Nalini. You love it when I take control. You love that you don't have to be a Princess or a Queen in this bed. You can just be mine."