Two Fingers Slipped

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Raven clearly needed to be restrained, as Alaric occasionally saw expressions of anger and arrogance typical of a dominant male, as if he were struggling to accept the submissive role imposed on him and was ready to fight back.

Just as taming a wild yet alluring beast requires both instinct and full strength, Alaric truly needed all of his skills to ensnare Alwin in his game.

He secured Alwin's elbows tightly to ensure he remained in a submissive position rather than resisting.

Raven struggled, groaning and growling as he fought against the mix of anger and pleasure surging through him.

Alaric's tongue, thick and long, traced the sensitive brown-pink nipples of Raven, moving rhythmically up and down.