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The voices in my head, cursing me for wanting this — for wanting him — screamed at me as I nudged my cock up against his entrance. A shiver ripple through him, or maybe it was my hand trembling. I couldn’t tell. To stop it, I gripped his hip and pushed into him as gently as I could.
The Kidnapping of Roan Sinclair
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