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Laszlo's arm banded around my back, lifting me off my toes and carrying us both out of the many pillows. His hand reached up, talons bracing carefully around my face, holding me as he pulled away, blinking down through the clear shine of his glasses. His talon stroked across my bottom lip, a sharp drag, and his pupils flared as he stared at the motion. I wanted to touch him. I had before we'd fondled Hywel, and now that the dragon was demanding to watch…I knew what view we ought to give him.
Sanctuary With Kings (Tempting Monsters, #3)
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