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Ramose moaned and sucked in a breath of cold air. His mate was nothing but torture.
She didn't move too slow or too fast, but just at the right tempo to drive him insane. Her damp, fire-kissed hair dropped over her shoulder, covering her right bosom in an alluring shade of red-gold.
With her hands clutching his shoulders, every time she moved, the strands slid over his chest in teasing caresses, sending electric tingles shooting through his burning body. As she moved her hips again, Ramose threw back his head and growled in agonized pleasure.
"Haha..." Hearing her melodious laughter, Ramose felt enlightened.
Da**! She is purposely tormenting me! Could it be...she's taking revenge for last night?
Cracking his hooded eyes open, he dubiously peered at her.
"Light, you...you aren't taking revenge for last night, are you?"
