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Lucien groaned softly, his body still trembling, his chest rising and falling in shallow waves.
"I said slow..." he murmured, dazed and breathless, one hand limp on the sheets, the other still clutching at Silas’s wrist like he wasn’t entirely sure if he wanted to hold him back—or pull him in harder.
Silas didn’t answer right away.
He was too busy pressing lazy, open-mouthed kisses along Lucien’s thigh—trailing fire with every brush of his lips, his ...
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