Mairwen stiffened as I pulled her collar down to expose one breast, full and round, peaked with a dusky rose—a perfect color, in my opinion—pucker of flesh, the tip firming and rising up toward my lips as if in offering. One kiss, I reminded myself. Make it count…and then ask for more. I took her breast in an open-mouthed kiss, tracing my tongue around her nipple, pursing my lips as she shivered and gasped, growling in victory as her chest arched closer. I suckled and laved, and Mairwen moaned, her hands sliding into my hair. The sting and throb of my arm still waking up cut through the
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