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“What do you want?” I hissed, demanding the full truth from my vampire. A feral growl that would’ve frightened any normal, self-preserving person vibrated in the air. The sound merely tightened my nipples and coaxed a pool of warmth between my thighs. “Your cum and your blood down my fucking throat.”
Resting Witch Face (Stay a Spell, #5)
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