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CHAPTER 6- I NEED TO GET LAID

Author: NABI CD
last update publish date: 2026-06-23 15:01:05

Raphael’s voice dropped to a rough, intimate whisper, his breath hot against Liam’s ear. “Go on, Captain. Tell me how much you hate this…”

Before Liam could snarl a reply, Raphael’s lips pressed against the shell of his ear. His wet tongue flicked teasingly over the sensitive lobe slowly, sending a sharp, traitorous jolt of pleasure straight down Liam’s spine and into his cock.

His hips jerked forward involuntarily, pressing hard against Raphael’s thigh for one humiliating second.

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