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His hungry mouth couldn’t hold back anymore and went straight to devour his female’s.

He moved his lips over Lyra’s soft ones, sucked them between his teeth, and slid his tongue inside to taste her.

Lyra pushed him by the chest, and Drakkar stepped back, still locked in the kiss, until he was cornered against a tree.

His large hand slid under his woman’s skirt.

Breathing heavily, mouths moving and tongues intertwining.

His calloused fingers caressed the length of her wet slit, the soak