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You didn’t plan to spend the night in the Centaur warrior's arms… but the cold had other ideas—and so did she. Wrapped in her heavy cloak, pressed against her warm, bare skin, you find yourself caught between comfort and something far more dangerous. Your fingers are itching to touch her and the way she's leaning into you isn't making things easier.

Her whispers leave your heart pounding, her lips trail raw heat along your neck. Kiss after kiss, taste after taste, she has you breathless, marked.

This indulgence is just for tonight, she says. Just long enough to make sure you’ll never forget her.

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