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“You should pull out. I’m not taking anything,” I said through moans as I canted my hips along with him, refusing to let a single second of this be wasted. “No,” he growled as he bit my earlobe. I inhaled a sharp breath at the sting of pain. My nails dug into the flesh of his shoulders as he moved up and down. “You are mine in every way.”
Where did you go? (Infatuated fae Book 3)
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