"And what am I to you?" She pushed against my chest but I didn't let her go. "My wife," I said. She clasped the ring around my neck and looked up at me, so beautiful, perfect, so fucking hot. My cock throbbed against her thigh. "My princess." I touched her soft cheek and pinched her mouth open again. Grinning, I leaned in and instead of kissing her, I spit and she took it again with a soft moan. "My good girl." A shadow appeared in the doorway. Finally. Eisley turned herself, finding Kansas wearing his Ghostface mask, shirtless, and smiling at us while leaning against the doorframe. "And
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