Breeding My Husband's Bride: Ruined On Our Wedding Night

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the honeymoon suite. Her body felt deliciously used, a deep, satisfying ache between her thighs, h

ilas Voss, her legal husband, snored loudly on the far edge, still dressed in y

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cum still oozing from her freshly fucked hole. She bit her lip hard as a shameful thrill shot through her core. This wasn't her husband's see

brutal thrust, every filthy word Kael had growled whi

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my cum already

red black shirt that hugged his muscular chest and tattooed arms. His silver-gray eyes

cheeks flaming with embarrassment, even

edator. He caught her wrist and brought her sticky fin

her leaking pussy, slowly pumping them in and out, stirring his own cum deeper. "Your tight little c

raw, overwhelming need. She was a married woman - barely a day into her marriage - yet her

up?" she breathed, even as her walls cle

e spot inside her. "Let him see how his perfect little virgin bride is now m

ingers worked her faster. Liora came hard within minutes, biting his shoulde

rl. Keep every drop inside you today. I want you walking around with my se

e heading to the yacht soon. Be ready... and wear something

ing at the ceiling. Her mind screamed that this was wrong, that sh

to crave the man