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Robin
Maxwell Damien, the King of Vampires, as declared by our precious Selena, was writhing in pleasure under me, and was such a beautiful mess at that. His moans and grunts were like beautiful music.
Mate bond had clicked at its best and everything about him made me feel hard and solid. Without me knowing, I was grinding his hips with mine and he was slowly getting into the same rhythm as mine.
I gently leaned on his chest and started kissing his luscious lips, and they were like my favorite flavor of ice cream, calling to me to devour them whole. My hands started working on his body from below and reached his perky buds that were standing at full attention for me to grab them between my fingers.
