Tiffany Cartier

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It takes me a moment to orient myself. To understand it was a dream. That I dreamed about the Aurora Prince coming to my room and dry humping me with his thigh. That I wanted it. And that I absolutely wanted more. Worst of all, that it left me breathless and wet and aching for it to be real. I smack my forehead with my hand and run it down my face with a groan. “Fuck,” I whisper into the dark.
Tiffany Cartier
Oh my...the build up
Rule of the Aurora King (Artefacts of Ouranos, #2)
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