Arely Fonseca

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“Take me to the laboratory,” Vex rasped as they climbed the stone stairs out of the foyer. Kinsley frowned. Sweat trickled between her breasts and down her back, which ached only more fiercely after this trek. “I thought I wasn’t supposed to go in there?” “Gloat, human. I’ve not the energy to argue.”
His Darkest Desire
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