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... armth came from the two figures entangled in the high-backed console chair.
The air, usually crisp with the scent of ozone and sterilized metal, was now thick with a heady mix of Sage’s lavender perfume, sweat, and raw, primal arousal.
Sage was a vision of seductive control as she swung a leg over Zaeryn with unhurried confidence, sliding down until she was fully astride him. Her knees bracketed his hips like a deliberate cage, pressing them together in a charged closeness that l ...
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