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Maxus
Dark red hair. Her eyes, hidden by soft skin and long lashes, were a fascinating mixture of gold and green. With the lightest touch I could manage, I traced the adorable brown speckles that dotted her nose and cheeks. Dawn was long gone before Vivian stirred in my arms. I had not slept, my beast and I both fighting disbelief that we had found her, our mate. She was real. She was beautiful and soft, her body curvy and accepting of my hard angles and inhuman strength.
Her eyes fluttered open, and she tilted her chin to look up at me. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.” And it was, the best in my living memory. Vivian’s cheek rested in the dip of my shoulder, her leg thrown over my thigh as if she were afraid I would escape. We were both n***d, warm, and clinging to one another beneat
