Chapter Nine
Garrix touched his chest as he felt pressure. He paused for a moment feeling tension in his chest capture him. He grunted as he felt the pulse of his ring flaming and felt a sensation of different emotions. He turned his head and pondered where he had felt this from. At the same time other leaders of the provinces felt the same pressure. Garrix’s thought went back to the woman with blond hair. He questioned what her significance was. She was a mystery, yet a vixen who had taken his mind.
“I will not let this control me, I will resist this,” Garrix said softly as he peeked out the window then became determined.
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Alexiane groaned as she held onto his hips then readjusted herself as shelf felt the tip,
long pulsating member resonating deep inside of her. She bit her bott
