C84 CHAPTER84 The Apha King's Hated Slave

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He continued until raw arousal flared through her and she lifted herself with a stabilizing hand on his chest as she took over the movements.

She urged his back to the bed, and avoided the fresh bandaged wound of the arrow, but her hand covered his scars on his chest as she moved. It felt so good. This was so good.

She slid up and down