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Farryn and Tristan took their time dressing, occasionally being interrupted by a fleeting hand or two on each others bare skin. Once they had finally finished getting dressed Tristan pulled his Alpha close to his chest and nuzzled her neck, his lips briefly brushing over the fresh mark she wore.
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