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Consequence
Zyra screeched and her body arced toward me. Her woman's flesh screaming from the sudden ache so close to a climax. But not quite. Not without me inside her. "No!" She whispered. Her eyes fearful as she immediately dampened between her thighs. Clutching it to sate the deep pulsing. I could smell it as surely as I could the stink of a rival wolf. I growled. Tugging free the straps of her robe and yanking the rope at her waist so it fell in a pool at her feet. “No.” She whispered but her body was screaming for me to be buried inside her. Her dusky n*****s pebbling and her hips already rolling against her fingers. Her arousal teased my senses and made my c**k jump in my breeches. Ready to be inside her. I caught her shoulder and spun her around to plant her chest against the tree. Ri
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