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The redhead moaned softly, reaching up to him, the fingers of her right hand dancing along his face while her left hand grabbed his shoulder. She was going to need that anchor, she just knew it. “Please, Lord Corrin...” Morgan knew exactly what he wanted her to say. “...please...put your cock inside me, and take me like the loyal servant to you that I am.” He’d probably notice that she was already wet from just the thought of him bedding her once more.











