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Warning: {Matured content} Before I knew it, he lifted me, setting me on his lap. I tried to move away, but his hold was firm. My pulse quickened as I felt his hands slowly move around my waist. The breath I took next was shaky. "Is that your heart beating so fast, little mouse?" Tristan whispered. "Are you nervous?" His fingers slid downward to my inner thighs, and I held my breath. Heat seeped through my veins, causing an ache between my thighs. I sucked in a gasp as his nails dragged over the heat of my inner thighs. I slowly closed my eyes, leaning back into him. Cool air kissed between my legs. "Say it aloud," he murmured. His face was inches from mine, and I could feel his warm breath on my neck. "What?" I asked, my breath ragged. "I know you want me inside you. Say it." .... Cover image belongs to me.

Gift_Candy_2415 · Fantasy
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151 Chs

Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Aaliyah

"Okay," I took a deep breath. "I can do this."

My hands trembled as I reached for the book, but I pulled back. The book was dangerous, and one wrong move could destroy me.

I felt my magic brewing inside me. I could die destroying this book, but that didn't matter. My survival didn't matter if it meant saving my son. If it meant I could kill those witches.

Exhaling sharply, I extended my hands toward the book and let my magic flow through me. The book sensed my magic, and a strong wind blew through the room. The pages flipped open, rustling at full speed. Whispers whistled through the room, carried by the wind.

I chanted under my breath, pushing my magic toward the book.

A force pulled against me, but I held my ground, clenching my hands into fists as I continued chanting.

All of a sudden, the ground began to vibrate. The walls cracked, and stones began to fall. I forced myself to keep going.