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... ollowed me in, and the sight made me forget how to breathe for half a second.
Her hair was a glorious disaster, sticking up at angles that should have been illegal. Her lips were swollen from being kissed too hard, bitten too much. My marks were already blooming on her neck and collarbone like some twisted garden I’d cultivated on her skin.
Each purple-red bruise a testament to how thoroughly I’d claimed her throughout the night. The remnants of sweat still glistened on her shoul ...
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