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... , but there was a command in it.
Nightfire’s eyes gleamed as her breath hitched. She dropped to her knees in one smooth motion, crawling toward him like a feline on the prowl. Her hips swayed, ass moving in hypnotic waves with every inch forward. Her tail arched up high, her tongue running over her lips as her eyes locked on his crotch like prey.
She reached him and pressed her nose against his pants, inhaling deeply.
The scent—raw, masculine, slightly musky—hit her like ...
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