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Vaelia

I might be mad, but he knows exactly how to make my body submit to his will.

I fight him in my mind, but my body betrays me. His hands grip my butt, kneading it firmly as his lips claim mine in a deep, possessive kiss. A spark of clarity rushes through me when I realize where this is heading, and I try to resist.

“Hmm… no,” I mumble.

“No?” he murmurs against my skin, his lips trailing down