Chapter 744 It's Not A Dream

• Blake
• Marianna is just as close. I feel it before she can–the way she tightens and begins to spasm around my cock, the way her thighs lock and her toes curl behind my back.
• Her teeth graze my neck as she pants, breathing my name as our worlds collide and burst into nothing but starlight, and there it is… the tapestry. Our threads–once frayed, now binding into one. I see our life stretching through the stars.