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in a world made black and white, she had been doused in colour.
‘Warswords are not born. They’re forged with blood and steel,’
‘I like the sound of my name on your lips too much for that, Wildfire.’
She was fierce and beautiful. She was everything.
‘I want to make you come so hard you see stars.’ Drue blinked at him. ‘I want to make you come so hard you forget your own name.’ Her lips parted slightly. ‘I want to bury my cock so deep inside you that all you remember is mine.’
‘How is it that in a world leached of colour, I see you brighter than the sun?’
‘There are many things I don’t do that I would gladly do for you,’
