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she brushes her fingertips over my shoulder blades again, right over the invisible slit to one of my wings. I hold in a shudder. Just like a faerie’s ears, it’s a hypersensitive spot on the body. Touching me there is basically foreplay.
The Fae King's Curse (Between Dawn and Dusk #1)
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