CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
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Faelyn's breaths come out in laboured pants; she lies weakly and defeated, her throat scratched by Amendiel's forceful fingers.
It takes a while for her body to stop fidgeting, and her sobs gradually subside into low whimpers. Her female parts and sensitive tissues are still stretched by Amendiel's extremely engorged cock, which is throbbing inside of her.
For a brief moment, their gazes clash and hold until Faelyn is forced to look away, her body conditioned by nature to understand their dynamic.
She has no choice but to be submissive to this dominant ancient dragon, who is more brutal and possesses more power than her. She will never be able to escape, she's never hated her lack of fae magical powers as she did in this moment, her omega fae part cannot cast even the most mild spells, is this going to be her fate henceforth?
