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Chapter 7-2
Upon waking midmorning, Ragnvald gave me a swift kiss and left to meet with the pack. Maddox stayed, whistling as he stacked wood near our fire. I waited until his back was turned, then crouched down with a wet cloth to wipe down my legs and the tender folds between my legs. I had a few bruises, I noted with satisfaction, and my s*x was sore and puffy. The cool water felt good. A shadow fell over me, and I hastily rose and tossed the cloth away. “What’s this, Sabine? Still shy around your lovers?” “I am not your lover, wolf,” I straightened my gown. His astonished pause almost made me laugh. “What of last night?” “That was lust,” I told him haughtily. The shock fled, leaving a wicked smirk. I backed away as he stalked me. “Was it lust when you tackled me when I tried to leave the bed
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