Blythe's P.O.V.
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Is this really happening? Oh god, it is. It's happening, and it feels... fu.cking amazing.
"Mmmmm," Ozias hummed out in pleasure the moment his warm lips wrapped around my ni.pple.
Kylian still has my arms pinned at my sides, but my brain is mush. The place Kylian took me to before throwing me into this limo was just a private room downstairs. There was some kind of after-party going on. Kylian took me to a room that was empty of people, but filled with everything you'd need for a party. He was smooth, I'll give him that. Gave me a drink, sat too close, kissed me too hard. And yeah, so what if we sixty-nine'd on the couch?
Now I know why he did all of that too. It was to relax me before literally throwing me to Ozias.
