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Kara’s hands move to settle on his hips, dragging him back hard to meet her forward movements because if she’s not careful she’ll fall the hell over too. Her legs are jelly and trembling like his, and her breaths grow more and more ragged.

His scent fills her head surely as she fills him up, sweaty and smoky and something altogether Wolfwood. She lets it seep deep into her memory, stores it away to think about forever, just as she does with his words, with the sensations coursing through her. No matter how many times death embraces her she’s sure she’ll never forget this.

This is definitely the best purchase yet. Good work, Thrace, she mentally congratulates herself.

“Y-yeah-- yeah I feel it,” she groans, teeth marking his shoulder blades, his back, the back of his neck. “I -- I’m tight just for you, Nicholas… want you…”

Kara whimpers, pressure building deep in the pit of her belly as the slide of them together echoes in her ears, thrums in her veins.

“Nnnn… Nicholas-- you’re shameless-- you.. .ahhh… you can’t get enough, can you? You love the way I make you feel.”
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