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Tilting her head toward him, she asked, “Miss me already?” “If there was even a chance I did, it left the moment you opened your mouth.”
She fell back onto her bed, dirty clothes and all. She was tired of being shut behind doors and told to keep quiet because she was born with the wrong equipment between her legs. It wasn’t like men’s fragile junk was anything to be proud of. Vera’s body could knock a prince on his ass and give birth to new life. No man on all of Aleron could claim the same. That was something to be proud of.
“No,” he interrupted, “Somehow I think you’d like me even better if my tongue weren’t controlled at all.” He grinned suggestively at her, and she snorted.
