Keylin

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“Good, cause there’s no white knights here to rescue you. Just me.” “And what does that make you?” My voice wobbles uncontrollably. “Oh, sweetheart, that makes me the dragon.” With his eyes glimmering pure lust and his voice dripping with hunger, he climbs over me, forcing me to lay back. “And you, my little Princess, just came to my lair alone, offering yourself to me.”
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