CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
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With a sadistic addiction, Amendiel continues to toy with his prey, secreting steady doses of his hot scorching mating heat until Faelyn suddenly clasps his broad muscular shoulders, her nails raking deep.
"Please!" Faelyn cries, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession and her body becoming slick with sweat.
Amendiel smirks in victory to see the fae's arousal, her tempting nipples are erect and painfully red from the blood that pumps through it.
The intense smell of Amendiel's molten steel and a unique male musky scent continues to sizzle in the air, the brutal toxicity fogging Faelyn's senses, like pure acid corroding her body until she is a whimpering mess beneath him.
"You're so wet right now, you must be craving to get pregnant again!" Amendiel's taunts earn a mewl from Faelyn at the feel of her clit pulsating with arousal, her juices continue to secrete from her until she completely loses her mind.
