Krista Godbee

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“Look at you,” he groaned as he watched himself burrowing deeper and deeper, her thighs twitching the entire time. “Look at your little cunt taking me so well, making way for me again.” The possessive growl that came from him was in triumph. “So tight. So pretty as I spread you.”
A Soul to Touch (Duskwalker Brides, #3)
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