Fucking With My Step Sister’s Best Friend, Princess With A Perfect Body

“You carried it, child.”

Roxy said nothing. They took her without resistance. Spat on her. Roxy volunteered without hesitation. She never spoke of what she endured. “Inside. Her hands gripped her knees. “Are you certain?” Verena asked quietly. Heavy. With no secure means of delivery, a vital power core was to be transported in the most covert and unthinkable way: hidden within the body of an unarmed Sister. “You’ve already done enough.”

He locked the core into his broken plate. Roxy sobbed around the belt. “I carry the fire,” she whispered. Caelen stood over her, full height restored. Epilogue: The Silence of Saints

Roxy was later recovered alive — barely. With no secure means of delivery, a vital power core was to be transported in the most covert and unthinkable way: hidden within the body of an unarmed Sister. The pain was unspeakable. The belt muffled it only slightly as the edges of the capsule stretched her farther than she thought possible. Stripped of weapons, armor, and all outward signs of sanctity, Roxy became a living vessel. “This has never been done.