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... flames were curious fingers exploring every corner. The air was heavy with heat and something undefinable—a scent of nervousness, raw expectation, of desire so dense it felt like it could be cut with a knife.
Kaela stretched out on the mattress, her hips arched as if offering her body to her own lust. Her warm skin glistened with moisture, her rapid breathing causing her breasts to rise and fall in a rhythm that was pure promise. She wasn’t afraid of being watched—the slitted amber eyes ...
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