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... fluids. He knew it had only been a few hours since the rut had suddenly manifested but he knew that Andrew meant his words. How?
Well, it was the way that Andrew’s gaze watched him. The way every touch was possessive, intentional, and the fact that Maxwell’s skin was covered in marks. He had always marked up easily, but Andrew was making a dedicated effort this time.
He was staying away from his neck, but there was a very dangerously close soft bite mark near his shoulder that to ...
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