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... urning on her tongue. Why did they never take her fully? Why only push her body until she broke, only to leave her trembling and unsatisfied in her confusion? Again and again, they had forced her to come, wringing her out until she was left shaking, but never once had they sought their own release. It felt like torture, though not the kind she had expected. Even now, as Prince Zen spooned behind her, she could feel the heavy press of his body against her, the hard shape digging into the softness ...
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