Julia Gerrior⚓️

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‘Then again …’ His whispered words were hot against my neck, barely audible over the roar of blood in my ears. The strokes of his wings against my nipples sent my body throbbing with desire. ‘I’ve never had this much to win, either.’
Queens of Mist and Madness (Fae Isles, #4)
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