Mikayla leanne

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“Your body betrays you, nio. You say you despise me, that you shouldn’t have come here tonight—yet you made that choice, not me. And now I’m here”—he slipped a finger beneath her underwear, pressing it ever so slightly into her as if in emphasis, drawing a whispered moan from her throat—“and I’m calling your bluff.”
Threaded (The Solstice Cycle, #1)
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