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THE TWIN

*sexual content, gore, reverse harem* Satrya had taken over the body of her sister who was legally pronounced dead...with this, the downside becomes, a woman who is ignorant in the way of the world she has entered into. The upside; Tasties, grand Matriarch, World core and most importantly Mates. With the bits and pieces of her sister’s memories, Satrya is sort of surviving in a world that she had once looked at from within the darkness. Spending time to gain the knowledge that she lacks while failing at times. This story is about how Satrya learns through trial and error on becoming the Grand Matriach of the Lyricals, her previous life and survival with her mates. Side note: this book is a reverse harem. if this is not your cup of tea, do not continue reading further if you find it offensive. This book also includes smut. With all-male leads ending up with female lead. Satrya also has both explicit language and scenes... but as it goes on... It will be explained, in better detail. So don’t feel annoyed with the amount of fs she uses. This is my first published book, so please don’t rate me to hard...??? Original work by me

SUPER_WEIRDO · Fantasía
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152 Chs

Scream for me (smut)

[SMUT WARNING]

I jolted, wasn't I Satrya the grand matriarch?

Why would I think of closing my legs?

This man will be mine!

Even if he damn well dominates me now, later I will get my vengeance.

"Dear mate to be, you seem to be growing upset, to help you adjust I will turn you on that stomach and focus on your back,"

I stiffened and blanked out for a moment.

Did this fool just gas be up?

What a f***ing tease!

My body was flipped laying gently on my face.

He wasted no time in running his hands down the length of my body, the hands back, hips and legs.

This was repeated only twice and I was on fire, my legs between them were damp.

A fact had to be known, his hands were god level, a skill blessed by the gods themselves, nothing else can ever change that fact right now with the warm feeling coursing through my body and that area dripping like a slightly damaged faucet.