3. Marcus

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MarcusShe tasted like honey and catnip. Well, she didn’t really taste like catnip, but her scent was so addicting, it put me in a frenzy in no time at all. Pulling on her mouth, I slid my hand up to her breast and squeezed. A perfect handful. Her moist lips begged me for more and I didn’t think I’d be able to control myself much longer. Pulling away for another breath, I rested my forehead against hers. “Are you sure?” In response, Dawn rubbed her hand against the bulge in the front of my pants, squeezing it once and biting her lips at the same time. “Definitely.” The growl rumbled low and deep in my chest, my animal itching for my skin because he was so riled up. Dawn had been an instant attraction for him. There was just something so…unique about her that my panther chose a raven inst

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