Devyn that girl takes no bulls*** from anyone, "we don't have time for a conversational eff right now. We're three against nearly a hundred. Those aren't good numbers. Please tell me it isn't just you two." Dagan has no problem getting a total hard-on when his girl is passed out, "the T-shirt someone had changed her into molded against her like a second skin. He doubted Devyn would like the clothes on her. But Dagan sure as eff appreciated them." He sometimes has to calm his woman down she's a little firecracker, "ease off the pi**ed just a little, babe, because I'm hanging on by a thread. I'm having a real hard time remembering, you aren't mine to protect. The more you argue, the hotter I get to prove exactly why I have the right to handle you." He's always calming her down if not for one thing then another, "you won't hear any complaints from me. I just don't want to start something I can't finish." He dragged her forward, wrapping his arm around her waist until the heat of her body pressed against his aching d***." He's also a total caveman when it comes to her, "later, babe." His voice was a dull whisper resonating disappointment that sank into her marrow like a toxin. "I get that s*** hit you before you could duck, but don't ever leave my bed when my d*** is still wet with your arousal and my release is still in you. No one gets to see you all sexy and freshly effed but me." I'm going to like this series.
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