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Ch. 85 YOU ARE MINE

Author: Ink Butterfly
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-27 23:41:51

Rosita's POV

The new nickname rolled off his tongue like a delicate lick on an ice cream cone; it was the first time he was calling me something other than little peasant, and I liked it.

He captured my lips in another intense kiss, his hands exploring my body, setting every inch of my skin ablaze. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer, wanting him desperately.

He groaned, his hand tangling in my hair, gripping it tight. He pulled back, gazing down at me, his eye filled with desire and something else. Something softer or perhaps deeper.

"You are mine," he growled, his fingers digging into the flesh of my hip, "I'm not letting you go."

He crushed his mouth against mine, his tongue plundering my depths. I clung to him, his words sending a thrill through me. I wanted to be his and needed to be his.

He broke the kiss, his hands reaching behind me to unzip my dress. My body tensed, the anticipation almost unbearable. He slid the garment down, his eyes drinking in the
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