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... icking clock in her chest.
She pushed herself up on trembling arms, legs shaking beneath her.
Her body protested... muscles burning, thighs weak from being used so thoroughly... but the hunger gnawed deeper, a desperate need to hold onto him, to carve him into her before reality shattered everything.
Her breath hitched, a soft whimper escaping as she moved, the raw ache between her thighs a pulsing reminder of his claim, the sticky warmth still dripping down her skin.
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