Pregnant Luna - Lawful Rebellion
"I'd argue, but you did try to fight me earlier, so I think you win. This time."
His lips lingered, and his breath was warm against my skin. His hand skimmed over my side, mapping the curves of my waist before settling just above my hip. "I love your skin," he murmured. "It's so different from mine."
His skin was pale, while mine held the deep bronze of my father's Hawaiian roots. He studied the difference, tracing along my arm, across my stomach, over my hip. "Fuck, you're perfect. I could do this forever."
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