Leanne

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Ruarc buried his face in the crook of my neck and inhaled. “Mmm.” His mouth moved up the column of my throat, then . . . A swift, wet caress, my body flooding with heat. Did he just . . . Did he just lick me?
Hunted (The Feral Souls Trilogy #1)
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