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I defiled myself. “Bruk!”
“Your brother?” I gasped in shock. I reached his woolly hair, sliding through the thick curls, my fingers growing tangled in the strands. “Bruk!”
“Your brother?” I gasped in shock. “Yes, yes, yes!”
Her eyes shone as they looked up at me from between my thighs. “Aren’t you?”
“You always make me so wet, my Knight!”
“Good.” She shivered. Support her.”
“I’m her acolyte,” I breathed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Warlock Faoril
Aurora’s screech echoed through the cave, drawing my attention away from my wounded husband. His pointed ears twitched, thrust black through silver hair. And there was nothing we could do about her. I didn’t fight it, I didn’t hold back, waiting for my Knight’s command to cum. We had really done it. When he found me dripping with their cum in the hold, seeing the proof of my adultery, he had apologized to me. My fingers were pale on his swarthy skin. It won’t undo her betrayal. “You manipulated us, but I am still glad for the journey.