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❛ Ʈᖾᥱ ᖴoɾᑲɩᑯᑯᥱᥒ ᖴɾᥙɩt ωᥲ⳽ ຕყ ƒᥲʋoɾɩtᥱ ⳽ᥒᥲᥴƙ. ❜
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that he was becoming addicted to her impatience, as now he waited for it again.
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pulse while he cleaned his fingers, eyes closing as he savored her, as if she wasn’t still in his grasp.
And then his eyes once more landed on hers. He 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 eye contact—it let him know she was paying attention, let her know he was taking the time to learn. And let her know
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She was so impatient, his little Piperis. He had to fight back a chuckle, instead swallowing suddenly as her hand made him well aware of her disgruntlement. He throbbed for her, each vein pulsing in tune with his thrumming heart. He loved her impatience—it made her hum of
𝓡𝓮𝓼𝓪@WardenResa
He had a thing for eye contact... Not that she minded at all. The man was drop dead gorgeous. Fuckable to an unhealthy degree. That was, really, what he was. Unhealthy for her. He had done naught but touched her flesh and lazed his mouth across her... And the little Warden
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finger ceased his teasing, joined by a second to, for a moment, enjoy the feel of heated nectar that silkened her outer folds. And then the two slid inside until there was nowhere to go, feeding her a groan as her body gripped them.
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pressed against her own like a beast resting, lips ever so close. And then, as he always seemed to do, Lian burst into movement.
The hand wound around her neck suddenly pulled her forward, his lips crashing to hers with a hunger barely contained. It wasn’t until this that his
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Her smile almost catches him by surprise, but then, it was fitting of her, wasn’t it, for who he was learning she was. Though, he supposed a time like this wasn’t the time for these sorts of observations. So instead he focuses on how fucking pretty she looks with her head canted
𝓡𝓮𝓼𝓪@WardenResa
A meal and a damn half rose up in the demon's periphery. 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲. . . Resa had half a mind to replace that thumb with something far more delicious looking and far thicker. Just give her a few seconds... And she'd prove her pedigree with absolute certainty. With lips ready
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completed its original mission—to curl around the middle of her back and pull her ever closer, his desire trapped between them.
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so slightly grazing the line of her jaw.
Then further down the pretty curve of her neck, just under where his thumb held, he returned that little bite, just one, teeth raking along her skin just enough to leave a little pink mark along porcelain flesh. His right hand finally
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If her presence hadn't been enough to make him rise for the occasion, that little pinch of her teeth certainly did. It was evident in the way need slammed into his gut like a physical blow, in the way his pride rose to curl against the toned flesh of his abdomen. Rise to the
𝓡𝓮𝓼𝓪@WardenResa
"I mean, it's pretty cute as far as nicknames go." Casually said, despite thoughts turning lecherous. 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵. If he continued to look at her like that; she was fairly
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