Yearning For The Cold And Brutal Alpha

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entrance and plunged in w

t in agony and

her struggles subsided, he wiped her tea

d through

long, and began pushing in and out slowly,

an to wiggle to his rhy

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e said through his grun

he gasped,

longing and she wondered why she had absta

grunt “- access to you but me. Your pussy is mine to fil

g. All she wanted was more of what he was giving. His cock fitted into

nger control himself, but she did not care, eithe

ucking and swirling his

roaned, writhing

her pussy to wipe her clean. He be

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ted her again, “Not d

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t as she watched him sleep, soft

g, curly lashes resting against his skin

ex finger and began to trace his jawline. It was sharp and define

ven though she could still feel th

d wipe her tears. Maybe he did have a soft spot after

a lesser fear-inducing light. He was her ma

best since this was her life now and s

g words incoherently. It was like he was battling

ns in his neck bulged and he bunched his

n. The fist hit the alarm clock on the night st

d sat up. He saw her

ggle with something.” She got back on the bed and im

from her roughl

you

AVE IT BE!

odded. “Y-

picked up his discarded

ng to help. Or is he an ingrate as well as