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... un for miles. His golden eyes locked onto hers—wide, pupils blown dark with shock and raw hunger, something desperate flickering in their depths. Elara’s face stayed perfectly blank, that same mask she always wore, but the poison coursing wild through her veins had stripped away every last careful layer. What remained was pure, primal instinct wearing her skin.
Her fingers twisted his nipple harder, nails digging crescents into the sensitive flesh, pulling the swollen bud until his skin ...
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