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“Relax, Little Sparrow,” he said in a gentle tone. “I won’t hurt you.” “I know. I’m nervous,” I blabbered. “I’m not that experienced—and you’re so big.” “It will feel good,” he assured me. “Just let me take care of you.” “Okay.” I rested back on the bed.
Mated to the Gargoyle (Mated to the Monster)
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