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his eyes. "No man should h

he moved from the palace grounds

unwanted attention, didn't mean

keep him all that safe. Men of Navia would stick their phallus in

alert. Which is why he was probably the

did everything in her power to protect him. To

een years ago, and King Orestus had adopted them

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the hall, and shoved the doo

Lord Murphy, or I swear to the sky I will c

with irritation, and he stopped thrusting. "G

e hated being called a 'slight prince.' Over the years, Navians ha

purposefully toward the bed, seizing hold of

r. Aekeira rose from the bed, clutching her vulnerable

his arms, hugging her tightly.

not your

eira fair and square in the card game at the gathering last night. The king wage

im. "If you put your hands on her again, I swear to

ill no

g gives," he stated with conviction, "but you

ands flying protectively over his

minister snarled. Taking his clo

s eyes filled with worry. "The king mig

ld not even look his sister in the eyes, dangerously close to tears himsel

s protected Emeriel, even when it made her the sole target.

in times like this, when her body was violated,

aristocrat the king w

p, Aekeira laid on the

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ngdom is a horror play. Anywhere is better than Cavar, si

iel shiver. The Urekai dwe

his godforsaken kingdom." A single

Keira.

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eriel stood before the mirror

s, cascading like a waterfall. With his hair down

mirror reflected? To not live in fear of the next man who

tor. Someone powerful enough to keep him safe, shield him from pr

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was far

into bed and closed his e

egan as it

shadows. He was big, larger and more mas

ade Emeriel feel small,

oice came out shaky, filled with

e. On your back. To be fúçked you so hard your legs quake. Drill into you until your hol

ized, he scrambled upright. "Y-you shouldn't

el's bedroom, emerging from the shadows.

fying Emeriel

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ed in terror, panic setting in. Of all the

glowing yellow eyes bore int

bled backward. "No, no, no! Leave me alo

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pping him under. Claws tore through his clothing, Emerie

rt, and a huge monster diçk nudged his u

ody shaking and drenched in sweat, he

whispered, trembling. "Tha

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hand through his hair. "Why do I

ied Emeri

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to meet a Urekai in their li

hotness of the dream lingered in his bod

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