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    Meanwhile, my hand continued its rhythmic movements along yton’s length. Then, I tilted my head up to kiss him. Bryan, seemingly displeased at being ignored, quickened his movements, his cock slick with my arousal as it slid back and forth between my legs, teasing me endlessly. His constant prodding of mybia caused unrestrained juices to flow, mingling with him as he pressed harder against me.


    Time seemed to stretch, the minutes blurring as desire overtook reason. Before long, yton’s cock twitched in my hand, his breath hitching as his climax neared. Clear fluid oozed from the tip, and momentster, his release came, hot and sticky, spilling onto my hand and abdomen.


    Not long after, Bryan’s cock jerked violently between my legs, his release coating my thighs in a warm, wet mess. I thought this would be the end of it, but to my dismay, yton’s cock began to stir once more in my hand. Behind me, Bryan, undeterred, pressed his rigid length again against the aching need between my legs…


    Makenna’s POV:


    The wild night had stretched on until dawn. By morning, I waspletely drained, sluggish from the previous night’s events. Evie noticed my state and asked with genuine concern, “Makenna, what’s wrong?”


    Her question stirred the memories ofst night, and I awkwardly touched my nose. “I’m fine, just had a nightmare and didn’t sleep well.”


    Hearing my response, Evie offered kindly, “Then I’ll make you some herbal soup tonight to help with your sleep quality.”


    “Thank you for that.” I smiled and thanked her. Then I suddenly remembered Alice’s n. “Oh, and make a few dishes that Alice likes. She’sing over for dinner tonight.”


    “Sure,” Evie responded with a smile.


    By dinnertime, Bryan and yton had gone out to attend to business matters. After Evie finished preparing the meal, she realized Alice was still not around and said, “Alice should have been done with her training by now. Why isn’t she here? The food is getting cold.”


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    I was also baffled. “Maybe something dyed her.”


    “I’ll go check on her,” Evie suggested. “I’m worried she might have encountered some problems.”


    A wave of concern washed over me. Was it possible that Hayley was causing trouble for Alice again? “Evie,” I stood up quickly and called out to her, “I’lle with you.”


    Together, we made our way to the training room, only to find it empty. Alice was nowhere in sight. A chilling sense of foreboding swept over me without any clear reason.


    Next, Evie and I dashed to Alice’s quarters, only to find she wasn’t there either. Feeling a growing sense of anxiety, I knocked on the door of the room next to hers. After several persistent knocks, the door finally opened. The sex ve inside, upon seeing me, looked at me with contempt and then attempted to m the door shut.


    Luckily, Evie was quick and strong enough to hold the door, preventing it from closing. Frustrated, the sex ve stomped her foot and snapped, “What do you want?”


    I urgently asked, “Where’s Alice?”


    She rolled her eyes and responded with impatience, “Alice messed up during today’s training, and Hayley told her to clean the Royal Animal Farm as her punishment.”


    The Royal Animal Farm? My mind reeled at the mention of it. It was notorious for housing Leonardo’s collection of rare and dangerous creatures. What if Alice got hurt there?


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