52 Celeste's celebration

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Celeste came close to Marek. She ran her dainty claw down his chest. Marek could feel the pointed tip beneath his thin shirt. His muscles jumped at the slight sting she left in her wake. Celeste licked her lips and leaned close to him. She licked his earlobe, drawing the fleshy part into her mouth and sucked. Marek growled and reached out to pull her close. Celeste sidled away from his touch. She laughed the sound sounding sexy and playful to him. He looked down at his chest to see if she drew blood. Nope. That would have been erotic as f**k. Ever since he mated her she hasn’t taken his blood as if she was ignoring that part of their sick union. Celeste walked to the large bed, her hips moving with a seductive motion that had him grabbing his c**k through his pants and squeezing. He his

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