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... d, swollen core right against his thigh. It left a thick, hot smear of their mixed fluids down his leg—sticky and reeking of their recent, raw sex.
His voice dropped to a feral growl.
"Fucking move, Seleyena!"
She was a flushed, pliant mess in his arms. Her skin was a canvas of red marks, dripping and vulnerable.
He adjusted his grip, his hand sliding under her thigh to keep her from dropping. As he hoisted her higher, his thick fingers accidentally brushed agains ...
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