Chapter 122
ISIDORA
The roar echoed over me like a fierce, possessive declaration.
“I’m yours, Blaze….”
“Say it again. Say it!”
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“I’m yours, aahh!” My back arched, and my eyes closed from pure pleasure when the thick reddish tip pushed between my folds.
It split through my soaked entrance and pressed into me slowly, but with brutal certainty.
My head fell back, my hands trapped, and through the narrow slit of my lust-clouded eyes, I watched that male growling like a beast over my body.
His other hand grabbed one of my thighs and spread it wide, forcing one leg to bend into the air, opening me even more for the thrust that drove into my depths all at once.
I didn’t want to scream like a whore, but Goddess, Blaze had no mercy on me, and I didn’t want any.
“Blaze… sshh, aah, ah, ah, there, right there, aahhh, that feels so good, babe… more, more….”
I moaned and cried out, staring at the huge man arched over my body, his enormous canines out and that wild gaze devouring me.
I felt his cock hammering in and out, almost pulling out completely before impaling me again so deliciously, hitting that spot that made me shake with lust.
The bed creaked under my ass, and the dress I had fallen on was getting soaked with my sweat and with both our juices. rolling between my ass cheeks, staining the mattress.
Blaze released my hands and grabbed my waist, making me sit on his lap, crouched over him on the bed.
I gripped his broad shoulders while my hips took control, rising and falling, taking that thick length deep inside me myself, feeling my vagina stretch to its limit.
His rough hands tightened on my ass, marking me with his fingers, spreading me open and thrusting from below to meet my ride.
“Aaah, yeees, Blaze… ahh, Goddess, I’m going to come… give it to me, baby, sshh… aahh give it to me….
My head fell back while sweat and damp hair slid over my moving back.
1 My breasts bounced faster and faster. I wrapped my arms around his neck and offered him my lips, feeling myself getting
closer and closer to falling over the edge.
The words of the bond poured through my mind, wanting to take his power, all of him.
Then Blaze suddenly tightened his grip on my waist, controlling my movements over his body, while his free hand grabbed my hair the way he loved to do when he wanted to control me.

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