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Little Gold Bird

Author: Rayjay
last update publish date: 2026-10-14 23:22:01

Asher’s POV

Every muscle in my legs burned when I tried to shift against the fur.

A deep ache sat in my hips and deeper than that, a constant reminder of where Xorax had been. His seed was still slick between my thighs, cooling on my skin in the freezing draft.

Beside me he lay on his side, silver hair spilled across the bed, breathing slow and even like nothing in the world could touch him. I wanted the damn dagger back in my hand. I wanted his throat. I also wanted to stop shaking, and that
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