The Dirty Bookworm

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“My poor Omega,” I whispered against his lips. “Soon I’ll get you out of these clothes and into a nest. And then I’m going to fuck you, fill you full of my cubs, knot you deep until the only thing you can feel—the only thing you can think of—is the feel of my cock inside you.”
Crave (Shadow Bred, #4)
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