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... il as crimson strands of hair brushed against his pale skin, making him shudder.
"What is it, my little star? Already trembling just from this?" Mikhail’s laugh was low, rough, and mocking.
"You talk too much, Reznik! Just—just do whatever the hell you came to do!" Lucien snapped, though his voice cracked with need.
He didn’t want to admit it, but his body was burning. His slick was already pooling, dripping shamelessly, and he knew the air was heavy with his pheromones. ...
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