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GLYNDON Something moves between my legs and I mumble a whine. It thickens and I startle awake. At first, I’m disoriented, my mind foggy with sleep and my response slower than a vintage train. But I don’t get to react. A shadow looms over me, large and threatening. He pulls my legs apart with a strong hand and I open my mouth to shriek, but he slams a palm over it. Terror courses through me and I begin to hyperventilate. My heart thunders to life with frightening intensity. I scream, but the only sound that comes out is a haunted muffled noise. He expertly removes my knickers and I try kicking my legs, but he slaps them, forcing me to remain in place. His finger traces my folds and I close my eyes with shame. “Mmm. I knew you’d be soaking wet, baby. Were you fantasizing about how I’d come through the window and deflower this tight little cunt?” I shake my head, but I can hardly move it due to his brute strength. God, I can’t believe I’m being turned on by being ambushed. By Killian. The