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In a sudden burst of boldness she unzipped her dress and shimmied out of it, it slid of her body tantalisingly making Lysander’s heart and c**k hurt. It was so f*****g hard as it is to stay away from her but now that she was actually undressing infront of him? His mouth went dry and his werewolf instincts kicked in a like f*****g crazy. He swallowed, unable to look away as his mate stepped out of her dress shyly peeking up at him.
What the f**k was she self conscious about? He questioned himself. She was breathtakingly gorgeous. So much that he’d never seen someone more beautiful and he’d been around, seen his fair share of women. God, Avery Shilstone had him tongue tied and smitten on a f*****g daily basis.
Avery had a slender body with a waist that was usually tiny and very slim
