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MAEVE

He resumed his descent down my throat, pushing until he hit the back of my throat.

Tears rushed up to my eyes, making it difficult to keep them open. But I couldn't disobey Ronan. So, I kept looking.

I watched as his face twisted with pleasure. He didn't stop until my nose was pressing against his public bone and I couldn't breathe.

My hands flew to his waist, trying to push him off.