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Chapter 176
Giovanni's Perspective
Silas and his father exchanged glances, their expressions shifting from confidence to doubt. The sense of victory they had been so proud of was shattered by my words."Don't make a fool of yourself," Silas said, his voice wavering slightly but still stubborn. He wasn't ready to admit that anything could threaten their triumph.I slowly straightened up, the air around me seeming to freeze with my movements. I took a deep breath, pushing the pain to the back of my mind, my eyes sharpening like knives."You all seem to have forgotten one thing," I said, my voice calm but laced with a threat that couldn't be ignored. "I've never been one to admit defeat easily."Just then, a low wolf howl pierced the night from a distance. The sound seemed to echo from far away, as if a thousand armies were surging toward us. Silas's face went pale. He spun around violently, trying to locate the source of the sound, but could see nothing but the encroachin
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Cherry His fingers fell away, and I felt the head of his arousal press against my entrance. Its firm pressure was delicious. I opened to him completely. Gently, he drove into me, stretching me wider and wider. I felt a shudder of pain, but pressing my legs against his ass, I encouraged him further in. The discomfort was soon gone, and only his fullness was left. It was all I could think about. As he moved, I bucked against him, and it was the most exquisite pleasure I’d ever experienced. His breath was on my throat, his tongue trailing kisses down to the neckline of my dress. He dragged the silk up and over my head, stripping me of my bra too. Then his attention was on my breasts, kneading and nuzzling them. As he thrust into me and suckled, I spiraled over the edge. “Dylan,” I panted. I’d lost track of the number of times I’d come apart when he found his own release, letting out a groan and spilling hot inside me. *** When I blinked my eyes open, it took me a moment to convince
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