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Chapter fourty seven.

SCAR'S POV.

"Austen..... more." 

I wrap my legs around him as he picks me up, getting back on the bed. His hand moves to my pant.

My hand moves to stop him when it gets to my pant. This isn't right.

He eyes snaps to mine questionly. "I am the only one without clothing's." 

His face scrunches up, then a smugly smile makes its way to his lips. He gets off the bed. Staring erect. His eyes never leaving mine as he tear away every single piece of clothing he has on. Putting on full display, his masterpiece of a body.

I run my eyes down his muscular form, each curve well detailed and perfect. Then down to that. Oh...boy.

"Have you feasted well enough." He whispers. I squeal with wide eyes. It's like he just vanished and landed right on top of me. "Now it's my turn to feast."

He claims my lip, and I a

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