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"Is this your knot?" she murmured, and then her other hand joined in, pressing her thumb to where I was starting to thicken and swell. I released a garbled yelp as she circled that spot too, unable to close her grip around me. "Yesss," I hissed, nodding roughly back into the pillows. "It looks like it hurts." "It does and it doesn't—Oh, Mairwen, tighter—" I moaned, twisting an arm back to prop my head up. Oh, she was sweet, a little furrow between her brow as she focused on squeezing and stroking me. "I'm close. Do you know-know what—"
The Alpha of Bleake Isle (Dragonkin, #1)
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