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Hilary Roding was all soldier now, his earlier grievances laid aside. You’re of age— you’re of age. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. I HAD to. They were only passers-by. . . He pulsed and thrust as he released himself into her body. "You're a bold fellow, Jack," rejoined the blacksmith. "You will be wanting your broth, Hoddy," she said. "I could not believe you capable of so foul a deed. She knew, too, she must not hesitate. ’ ‘I don’t want to think it,’ he said, and she thrilled to the savagery in his tone.
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