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Vaelia

My Zarek is here—really here—right beside me, and he just made love to me like a man who has been yearning for his woman for far too long.

“Are you okay?” he asks, voice still low and breathless.

I can’t even look at him. Embarrassment rushes over me as I bury my face in my hands. I’d soaked the sheets completely with my squirt. it is everywhere.

“Frayva is not going to like this,” I mutter