MOLTEN COPPER
God he desired her, this beauty, with her molten copper hair that seemed aflame around her as it caught the light of the flickering firelight within each curly tendril… her eyes were arresting - a deep lavender hue accentuated by her long, sooty black lashes that fluttered against her ivory skin. Her cheekbones were high and flushed pink becomingly.
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He strode forward, desire burning hot in his eyes… she was immobile – she felt as if her will had been sapped… as if her limbs were restrained with leaden weights… but only his intense gaze held her ensnared. He hadn’t even reached her when she emitted a moan with anticipation, and he easily gathered her up in his arms and carried her towards the thick fur rugs sprawled out in front of the roaring fire…
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