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1 " Time and time again she held Finn poised on that brink, stopping every time she felt his tension and that tightening of his sac. Knowing from the copious leaking of his cock that he was close now. So very close. “Are you trying to kill me, Eva!” Finn finally groaned hoarsely, having reached that point of release, and then been brought back down again by Eva so many times now, that he no longer had any idea what his own name was. Eva slowly released him before blowing lightly against that sensitive tip. “You can’t die from pleasure, Finn.” Finn. That’s right, his name was Finn. “I beg to differ,” he breathed raggedly as he looked down the length of his body at her. "
― Carole Mortimer , Christmas Alpha (Alpha, #1)