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... t circles above Natalia’s bed. She’d been staring at it for what felt like hours, her eyes tracing the same path over and over while her mind replayed something else entirely.
Strong hands. Steady pressure. The weight of his body dipping her mattress.
Natalia rolled onto her stomach with a frustrated groan, burying her face in her pillow. It didn’t help. The memory of Satori’s touch burned through her skin, hotter and more insistent with each passing minute. Worse, the scent of h ...
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