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Zack
I’ve made myself comfortable in one of the other rooms in the house, away from the others, needing to clear my head and think for a moment. Which is hard with Cyra around, even though her heat has gone down after that... that orgy. There’s no other way to describe what happened. That was an orgy.
When Max carried Cyra into the house, her face all flushed, her breathing hard, I couldn’t not react. I’m usually not that good at keeping myself under control anyway, but this was stronger than I’ve ever felt before. This was a much deeper instinct, this was not something I had any chance ever controlling. I needed to have her, I needed to take her with me, but then that stupid centaur started fighting me and from there on out things become more of a blur. Until the moment when the haz
