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All the Wrong Reasons
Knox’s POV Goddess, that woman had the most beautiful pair of t**s I’d ever seen. I closed my eyes on the carriage ride back to town, remembering every detail. While her mouth tasted like sharp mint, Aira’s breasts tasted like snow melting on my tongue. The vast majority of me had wanted to take what she’d offered. And take it again. And again, until we were both so sated we couldn’t move. But the calculating part of my brain had stopped me. Wouldn’t it be better for her to have one more reason to want to marry me? So I’d stopped. Aira was still confused. I could feel it over the mind-link. She stared out the window of the carriage at the passing trees and farmland and didn’t say much to me. Elsa was in marginally better spirits because she’d found a bolt of blue fabric embroidered wi
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