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Sinclair Ella is as stiff as a board in my arms, frozen in shock to find my lips suddenly on hers, cutting off her bitter tirade. Of course, that only lasts a moment. As soon as the stubborn creature realizes what I’m about, she begins pushing at my shoulders, becoming increasingly agitated when they won’t budge. She squirms and struggles, clearly outraged that I kissed her when she was trying to be angry with me. I can practically hear her objections in my mind you’re not playing fair! She would say, shooting daggers with her eyes. Damn straight I would answer, my thoughts conjuring the conversation our bodies are already having. I rumble softly, and Ella whines – it’s a sweet, plaintive sound as her body tries to resist the pull of desire, but I ruthlessly gobble it up. I show her n