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Breed Me, Daddy Alpha - Chapter 118
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... er pussy clenches around me like she was built to trap me inside. It’s not just the way she looks when she comes—mouth open, eyes wild, hands gripping me like I’m the only solid thing she’s ever had to hold on to.
It’s her entirely.
I ran both hands through my hair, dragging my fingers down my face with a growl that got stuck somewhere in my throat.
Fuck.
Am I getting obsessed with her?
Is that what this is?
Because I feel it. That pull. That need. ...
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