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Chapter 5 Dirty Pact-1

Word Count: 1128    |    Released on: 07/06/2025

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s drawn in bl

ne floor. The smoke rising from the symbols shimmered like oil, slick and hungry. Every flicker

never to su

who tried ended up on her knees for three days, screami

t come here

d I knew exactly what ki

in the room. "By the seal of flesh, by the bond

out at once, e

nce.

of sound that made your thighs press together on instinct. I gripped the edge of the altar as the

he steppe

in this realm. Like he was crawling

ing like molten gold. His chest was bare, runed and tattooed in dark markings that pulsed faintly

s gaze

ce like cracked stone soaked

I laced myself into and thigh straps beneath. The kind of outfit designed to

ked st

e," I told him,

of the circle, but didn't cross. His tail flicke

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give yours

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our voice, yo

es

al grin. A grin that made you crave. Sharp teeth and pro

econd I did, I wasn't in charge anymore. Once that line was broken,

want

boot across t

ir sn

n me in

wall, and I let out a startled gasp as my feet left the ground. His ot

itch," he growled against m

d

still sum

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d to be

eath

is nose along my jaw, down to my neck. "You're

my belly like fire licking up my spine. Every inch of him

st enough to drag his fingers between my leg

ds came. Just a moan-soft, needy-as his clawed f

over my soaked slit, and

," he rumbled. "And

t hesitation, licking into me like he owned every breath I took. I kissed him back hard, let

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elt

gh his leathers. He hadn't even pulled himself

o split me in h

ging his mouth down to my t

against my skin as he tore the rest of my corset away in one swipe. My

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d, licking the sting. "No

his pants in o

th wen

and tapered to a slightly curved, ridged head. It pulsed, alr

mself, pumpin

what you

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ll take e

lip. Nodd

s claws gripped my thighs, dragging me down the altar

name," h

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he width, the burn, the sheer impossibility of how big he was. My head fell back as

growled, voice r

to something too deep to contain. He wasn't

e. More demon cock that felt

I wanted t

ziel snarled. "N

ck-and slamm

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