Jasmine

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lights of the campsite disappeared around the bend. Rua tucked her head into Renwick’s shoulder, the warmth of his skin heating her face. She knew exactly how that skin would feel under her lips. She leaned up and planted a slow kiss to his pulse, making the King smile. She trailed kisses up toward his ear, nibbling the lobe in a way that made him choke out a cough. He chuckled. “That is not why I brought you up here, but I can’t say that I mind.” “Why did you bring me here?” Rua looked up through an opening in the canopy of evergreens, stars flickering to life in the twilight. Renwick smiled. ...more
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