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I fisted the blankets on the bed and forced out the word, “You.” “Who’s inside your pussy right now?” I moaned as I arched my back even higher as I felt myself reaching the peak. “You!” “That’s right, Shiloh,” he said. “Me. Not him. Me. He will never have you. You will never be his. You belong to us.”
Free Me (WITSEC, #4)
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