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12. Amused
Amelia’s heart beat erratically in her chest as Liam leaned forward. And her breathing caught in her throat when his tongue darted out to lick tentatively at her shallow wound. How could her kidnapper have such a hold on her? For god’s sake, he is a demon king, Amelia. Snap out of it! She admonished herself. Nevertheless, she felt herself melt when he held her so tenderly, his arms around her, his black orbs blazing with desire, and his eyelids heavy with want. She felt wetness smear her panties and blushed profusely at that, before deciding to push him away. She knew she was no match to him really, but he allowed her to push him. Liam wasn’t big per se but he did have muscles in all the right places, and not an ounce of fat came to disrupt his body shape. “Th… Thank you,” she
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