Heather Westbrook

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"Beautiful," he whispered, his voice raw with emotion. Bram's wings and tail snapped out a moment later and I took him in greedily with my eyes. Bram was smoking hot on a good day. But this? Naked, hard as stone for me and all demoned out? All I knew in that moment was that if I didn't get my hands on him in two seconds, my vagina was going to detach herself from my body and do the job her damn self.
The Magic of Revenge (Emerald Lakes, #3)
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