#Chapter 26 The Final Round
I woke up with Justin’s weight on top of me. Opening my eyes, I saw him watching, smiling devilishly. “I figured one more round might be a good idea before the big match today,” he said.
I couldn’t imagine I would ever want to say no to Justin, but especially not now, when every time we had sex, I could feel myself growing stronger. I would be facing my final opponent, my own sister, and I’d need all the strength he could give me if I wanted to defeat her. And I wanted to defeat her more than I wanted anything except Justin.
“Yes,” I laughed. “You’re being so selfless right now. Fucking me for my own good.” He laughed too, easing into me.
“My mate, you always feel so good,” I moaned. “I can’t believe I lived this long without feeling you inside me. My perfect second chance.”
Justin kissed me sweetly. It was so unlike the brutal, biting way his mouth had met mine that first night together. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him in deeper. I had never imagined that s

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