₊˚ପ⊹ adaia 🪷 (taylor’s version) ✧ ˖ -͙˚

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I whirl around, but I don’t have time to focus when Bran fists a hand in my hair and captures my lips in a violent kiss. His tongue invades my mouth and he feasts on me. I’m stunned for a second, but then I wrap my arms around his back and claim what’s fucking mine.
God of Fury (Legacy of Gods, #5)
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