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I want to mark you, claim you as mine.
Her hands slid along my chest. I loved the way she felt against my body. The way she touched me felt like I'd found something I'd been missing my entire life. I wasn't sure how I knew, but she was my mate. The image of her straddling me in a lacy pajama shirt made my c**k stand at attention.
Cautiously, I placed my hands on her thighs. She gripped my hair, pulling me deeper into our kiss. Her passion unleashed something in me. My hands slid over her body, taking in every curve. I slid under her shirt, groaning when my hand cupped her full breasts. Her n*****s pebbled at my touch, and I rubbed them between my thumb and forefinger, thankful she didn't have a b*a on.
She pulled back, looking down at me with a heated gaze. "Mate, I can't believe it'
