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... eathed in Nicolette’s essence.
Lord, she smelled so good. So good that he could literally lose himself in her.
"Alaric..." Nicolette tugged at his hair, moaning against his magic.
The way she called his name drove him crazy. He swirled his tongue against her clit and she jerked.
"Ah, Alar..."
Her voice trailed off as he flipped his tongue all over her sweet spot before plunging it inside her.
He loved the way she called his name. It was way better ...
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