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Alina smelled simply divine, because it was impossible to hide the truth from him, she wanted him just like he wanted her. Federico laid her on the bed, and yet he caught a hint of uncertainty in the smell. What is this? Why does she doubt? And, yes, she is a person, and the world of smells is not as accessible to her as it is to him. After all, Alina cannot be afraid of communication with him, her first husband was a werewolf.

Soothingly, he began to cover her fingers with kisses, gradually rising up her arm. The tongue ran along the wrist, then made a path along the forearm, getting to the elbow. Feeling the trembling of his beloved, he leaned over to kiss her, but Alina rested her hand on her chest, stopping him.

What are we doing, Federico? What is our connection to you?

He laughed.

“Have you still not read who is true to us?” I am now finding my soul mate, you, Alina, - he kissed her on the palm, since he could see everything even in the dark. The hand felt an object that was com