Chapter Eleven: Aureaila's P.O.V. 2

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"What the hell are you doing Aureaila?" He asked dangerously. I leaned in real close getting on my tippy toes. Goddamn, he's tall. I looked Ryce in the face the entire time my eyes never leaving his. Reaching my hand up again, I ran my fingers through his beautiful soft dark locks. Ryce shivered at my touch, and I really loved making him do that. My Goddess, his hair feels even better than I thought it would. I ran my fingers around to the back of Ryce's neck, and his eyes closed. I left my hand there for a moment twirling a black lock around my finger. I wonder what he's thinking. Does it feel as good when I touch him, like when he touches me? I'm completely ignorant to all of this. Again, saving myself for my mate means I've never done anything with anyone, ever. I haven't even let

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