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... aotic mess of sheets and limbs.
It was, frankly, a sight that would stop any man’s heart.
Isolde lay on her stomach, the sheet kicked down to her ankles. Her nightgown had ridden up completely, leaving her bare ass exposed to the cool air—round, pale, and marked with a faint red handprint on the left cheek from last night. One arm hung off the side of the bed, while her face was buried in the pillow, silver hair fanning out like a silk river.
Ariana was curled against her ...
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