Chapter 17

  "You can," he groaned in ecstasy, kissing the side of my face, trying to help me relax, "Take it all, Kristine. Take every bit of me."

  He was dominating every sense, every thought, until I was nothing but a vessel for his desire.

  "Zayne, I-I can't… take it anymore," I called breathlessly, pull...

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