Haley Turner

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“I’ve always wanted to do this.” I stare into Asmodeus’ eyes, holding his stare, unsure of what’s happening. I scream, lost in a fog of pain as searing agony ricochets through me. I have a moment of reprieve before the pain returns in full force. Chills crawl up my body like marching ants, followed by a sense of calm where I’m floating on a cloud of bliss.  I don’t look at my throbbing cock or worry about my lightheadedness.
Primal Beasts (Darkly Ever After, #3)
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