Chapter Twenty-Nine: Seeds of Rescue

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POV: *Lavender*

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The table felt like ice underneath my palms. It was a welcomed relief, because from the moment Goliath touched me the temperature of the air seemed to thicken.

“Gods, you take it so good. That’s right, stretch for me my pretty little sl*t,” Goliath groaned lowly. His voice vibrated every part of me that his skin touched.

Every slap of his skin against mine built at this wall of pressure in ...