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Seraphina cried out, her legs wrapping around his waist, urging him deeper.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his hips beginning to move, setting a slow, steady pace.
Seraphina's nails dug into his back, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Harder, Rowan. Please."
He obliged, his pace quickening, his thrusts becoming deeper, more forceful. The room filled with the sounds of their lovemaking - the wet slapping of skin, the harsh gasps of breath, the soft moans and whimpers.
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