Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina) novel Chapter 109

Lose Myself–1

“I need you to relax,” Zaid whispers into my ear.

We’re laying on our sides, facing each other. My leg is over his waist and his hand reaches

behind me to my ass, where he is pressing the plug into. I grip onto his shoulders as I hiss. Even with all the lube, it’s a tight fit.

“It’s too big,” I shake my head, pressing my forehead to his.

He smiles, kissing my cheek and then my jaw. “How do you expect me to fuck you if you can’t take this? I’m much bigger.”

I lift my eyes to his, heat crawling up my cheeks. Oh god, he is so much bigger. He pushes it in a little more and I tense.

Zaid watches me, eyes sharp and dark. He smirks and says. “Alright, serious question.”

I blink, thrown off. “What?”

He pushes in the plug another inch and I gasp, tensing. He stops and tilts his head. “If

you had to fight a hundred duck–sized horses or one horse–sized duck, which would you pick?”

I just blink at him. My mind struggles to catch up with the sheer absurdity of what just came out of his mouth. “Are you–what?”

“Think about it,” he says, like this is a perfectly normal thing to discuss in the middle of

something like this.

I chuckle, and he takes advantage, pushing it in another inch. I try to keep myself untense, understanding what he is doing.

His eyes still watch mine carefully, a smile lifting his lips. “A horse–sized duck would be horrifying. But a hundred tiny horses? That’s an army. They might be able to bring you

down.”

I exhale a small, disbelieving laugh, and I feel my entire body relax. “That’s the dumbest question I’ve ever heard. I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

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Lose Myself–1

He purses his lips together, frowning. “That’s not an answer.”

I shake my head, my fingers digging into the skin of his shoulders. “I have to think about

it.”

He lifts an eyebrow. “Really?”

I frown. “Yeah, what would you choose?”

He rolls his eyes. “That’s cheating.”

I laugh. “Cheating? This is all a bit ridiculous.”

He smiles, wide, enchanting. “Is it?”

He presses kisses down my bellybutton. “Does it feel good to have your ass full?”

“Fuck, you’re so wet.”

against his lips. The sound only turns me on more, makes me more desperate for relief. As

I grind against his face, the plug in my ass pushes in and slides out, building that beautiful pain in the pit of my stomach.