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[ Dorian whimpers softly as he feels a hand in his hair, smoothing back the cum-sticky locks before trailing down his cheek and tilting his face up.

"Think we better call it here," the guard over him says. "They might break pretty soon if we keep going, and Lord Karnon won't be happy."

There's a chorus of grumbles from the other guards still surrounding the bed. "Man..." one of them gripes. "I wanted a turn with one of 'em."

Dorian takes a few ragged breaths, his body trembling. Was that it? Is it finally over? ]

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