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I Want You (18+)

Deanneth

When the girl was asleep, I found that I was fascinated by the whorls in her hair. In Lycaneum society, plain brunette hair was common and nothing remarkable. I was disappointed at first when I met Clara. Loretta had soft blonde hair that was so light, it could have passed as white.

I touched her hair and let her auburn brown locks slide over my skin like silk threads. Clara mumbled in her sleep, but I continued to let her hair slip through my fingers. I had drawn the curtains of my chambers so that she could sleep better. But some rays peeked through the room, and her hair transformed into shining golden locks. There was an understated beauty to her hair, and it hypnotized me.

I touched her neck, and she still was ice cold. I got up and threw several logs into the fireplace. It was hot as hells in the chamber, and sweat dripped out of every pore of my body. I let my fingers slip over her breasts, and she felt like unbroken snow on a winter’s day.

I suppose I should’ve called
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