Chapter Ninety Two

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Felix deepened the kiss even further. He felt like burying himself inside of her. Goodness, he had never wanted any woman the way he wanted Mercy. What had this girl done to him? He was afraid that he would not be able to stop himself this time round. He wasn't a saint and it's been long since he had had a woman. And now, the one he really wanted was there in his arms, returning his kisses with as much ardour as he and it was driving him insane with pleasure. He carried her to the bed , slipped his hands into her blouse and found her perfectly shaped breasts. Oh No, what kind of cloth did Mercy have on? It was hampering his progress. He wanted to test it off. He was no longer himself. His feelings, his desire was far greater than if he had been a warewolf or a vampire. He just wanted t

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