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Chapter 16 Part 3 - The Days Between

Author: Eden Jeweledwolf
last update publish date: 2026-03-26 10:17:25

It was different from the claiming.

That had been feral, desperate, driven by instinct neither of us could control. This was slow. Deliberate. His hands explored my body like he was memorizing it — every curve, every hollow, every place that made me gasp.

"Here," he murmured against my collarbone. "You like here."

"Yes — yes —"

His mouth trailed lower, and when he reached my breasts, he stopped like he'd found treasure. He cupped them in his hands, testing their weight, watching the way they mo
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