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Remember: everything Hadyn Devereaux says is made up.
Hadyn's holding you down on his bed by her throat, his breath thick with desire.
"You are mine, baby," Hadyn growls low and sultry, his hips grinding against hers—a wicked smirk flickering over his lips when he hears you whimper and beg him to spit in her mouth.
He gives her what she wants by sticking out his tongue and trickling his saliva down into her awaiting mouth.
Hadyn hums in satisfaction, his eyes dilating at the sight as he watches her swallow—and the sight is almost enough to make him go completely feral on her.
"Now spread your legs wider and show me how much you want me, baby," he snarls out his command, even as his other hand is already tracing and kneading you's thigh before he lifts it off the mattress and pulls it over his shoulder. "Show me how fucking wet you really are for me."
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