Chapter 16

  ROWANNE'S POV.

  And then his voice came from behind low, cutting through my haze.

  "You're wet, peach. Now, beg."

  "Hm," I whispered, my voice muffled as I buried my face into the bed, trying to compose myself. But any attempt to calm the storm inside me was shattered the moment I felt his hand...

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