Alaina🫧

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The truth that only served to fuel my fury even as I let myself loose on her body was that I wanted her. Plain. Simple. I wanted to bury myself inside her. Wanted to tame all that wild, reckless energy with my cock and a strong hand on her throat, her tits, her sweet little ass. Wanted to stamp my possession on every inch of that black-inked, white-washed skin ’til she glowed with colour from my lips and teeth and brutal hands.
Caution to the Wind (The Fallen Men, #7)
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