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CHAPTER 9

            Zaden slowly stirred from his sleep, taking in scraps of light. Toasty would be the appropriate word in regards to half of his body. Velvety black hair underpinned her face with her back tucked comfortably between his arm and torso. Slender, pink flushed neck diffused into smoothly rounded shoulders. With a little effort, he could see her sharp nose and a part of her lips. 

          Treachery eyes trailed beneath the forbidden alley. Every rise and fall– from her chest till her hip–excite his wolfy portion. She suddenly stirred, shuffled to her right, and pulled her legs up, recoiling into a fetal position while her face tilted up. His eyes widened on the pair of rosy lips, just a few centimeters away from his. Supple plumpness called for his thirst. Need to taste arise– one more time, just one more time. 

         Debatable self-control
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