The Cruel Alpha's Flood Mate
Oren was in front of me, his hands out, his face white as fish belly.
Oren
Your cheek is open. Aria, you are shaking worse than before.
Aria
I slipped on the ramp. The boards get wet at night.
End of Chapter 5
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveOren was in front of me, his hands out, his face white as fish belly.
Your cheek is open. Aria, you are shaking worse than before.
I slipped on the ramp. The boards get wet at night.
End of Chapter 5
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