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... f heat and shame, and her lips—wet and bruised—had darkened to an even deeper red.
Zyren licked his own lips, slow and deliberate, his gaze drinking in every quiver and tremble of her bare, heaving form beneath him.
She writhed uncontrollably, the soft, broken sounds spilling from her lips only feeding the fire in his eyes. He could see it—her entire body had become painfully sensitive, trembling on the edge of a release she hadn’t even known her body was capable of.
"Wa- ...
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