Lily Ess

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Vesryn’s mouth traveled over her neck to the edge of her jaw, searing kisses along her throat like a riverbank flooding with flames of passion, setting her ablaze. His lips were a whisper, sweeping the soft skin at the curve of her shoulder.
Lily Ess
This kills me. So goooooooood!
The Aspect of Essence (The Aelfyn Archives, #1)
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