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Chapter 110

When Wolfaraine heard Eline's hurried footsteps recede, he leaned down and began kissing Ismena again. He ran his fingers down her arm, her breasts, her belly.

His thrusts increased, and so did her moans. Ismena felt feverish under him, feeling every single hard stroke of his hips in every part of her body.

A large hand settled on her ass, he caressed and pressed it, then he held her ass up to meet every single thrust of his dick inside her.

He pinned her there with the weight of his body. The rasping of clothes, the quick rush of their breathing mixed with the sound of the wind and the chirpings of birds. The slap of skin against skin.

His body thrust into hers fiercely, his mouth hard, insistent, on her parted lips as he felt the spiral of pleasure build like gas-ignited flames.

"Wolfe..." She tore her lips away from his and cried out. A shiver ran down her body.

His mouth found hers again, opened, and bit at her while the rhythm curled her hips up into his with heated passion. He
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