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“Right here,” I said, my voice already raspy. “Right now.” “Oh fuck, yes.” Hugo gripped me by the waist and lifted me up to kiss me. Then he pressed me against the books as he kissed my neck, swirling his tongue around as he worked it down.
Mated to the Gargoyle (Mated to the Monster)
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