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2024-10-29 19:42:56Elijah woke up to the chirping of birds and something soft pressed against his front. He opened his eyes and met with the most beautiful sight in the world. Her long and lush lashes rested comfortably against her cheeks. Her pink swollen lips were slightly parted. His one arm was draped around her naked waist. He let his fingers caress the dip of her waist. Her skin was soft like dough. He was afraid it would tear off if he pulled a little roughly. He pinched her waist, earning a moan from her. A soft smile fell on his lips. He shifted closer to grip a piece of her hair and gently tucked it behind her ear. Her tender, delicate beauty could charm anyone into committing sin. His lips curved into a soft smile when he heard her soft snoring. Such a cute kitten.
But the smile quickly dissipated as the realization hit him. His first reaction was to look down. Fortunately, they both were clothed. His heart sank when he took notice of bite marks on her neck. That mark was a cle
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