The Hybrid's Mate
I push my shirt down and lay my hands splayed across, trying to hide it from him.
“No,” Andras says, pushing my hands away. “Don't. Do not hide anything from me..” His eyes are resting on my skin, which is flushed more with arousal than embarrassment. “You are so incredibly beautiful.”
His words warm me inside and out. I reach up, pulling him into a kiss. The kiss starts off sweet but quickly grows in passion until we are rubbing against each other, hands roaming under clothing. My hands are on his bare chest, his shirt pushed up around his shoulders. My shirt is pushed up so that my stomach is still bare but Andras pulls my shirt down in the front, making use of the deep v to expose one bre
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