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... ooth as cream, and her lovely breasts raised with each breath. Ophelia was nothing less than a goddess, and he was a willing worshiper.
"Let me kiss you, Ophelia," Killorn requested through a hoarse voice thick with desire, his eyes filled with intense heat.
Truthfully, Killorn didn't need to ask for permission. She was still his wife. They were married before a holy church and said their vows, even if she looked like she was dragged to the altar screaming and kicking. He refused ...
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