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... ingled. His skin was hot. His brain, meanwhile, had completely shut down somewhere between "I'll wait until it's willing" and "You taste like mine."
Asmodra tilted her head slightly, examining him like a jeweler inspecting a rare, trembling gem.
"You didn't push me away," she murmured.
"You surprised me," Rein snapped, voice cracking. "That wasn't consent."
Her eyes narrowed a hair.
Not offended—amused. "You're right," she said. "Consent m ...
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