“We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.” ~ Oscar Wilde
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(Sabrina)
Sabrina looked at the snoring man sleeping peacefully next to her. Sunlight played games with his stubbled face. He looked like a fallen angel and her body buzzed, reminiscent of the memories of last night and her pulse raced as her body buzzed in need for him.
She softly pushed his hair back, making sure not to wake him up from his slumber. He looked so damn innocent when he was sleeping, but she knew how not innocent he was.
'Oh Goddess, our mate knows what he is doing... Damn, that is one amazing night,' Reva moaned with a sultry smile and Sabrina shook her head.
They had kissed, they had touched and they had f*cked like a pair of bunny on heat, but they hadn't really talked about what the
