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... e room echoed with the sounds of his conquest skin slapping, muffled cries, and his own low grunts of effort.
He pushed past his limits, fueled by rage and that last stamina elixir. A body built for five, maybe six rounds, had now delivered seven. And he wasn’t done.
He was sitting on the throne, the cold stone firm against his back.
On his lap was Zoe, her hair matted with sweat. He gave her a rough shove, and she slid off him, collapsing onto the floor with a weak thud. ...
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