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too easily she was thwarted! her face burned as she felt teeth on her exposed nape — stupid, stupid sobeille.

mireille sprang back with a breathy peal of laughter. this time sobeille stood her ground, feeling her jaw ache from the controlled brunt of her maman’s hips.

no low motion, then. she’d learned her faux paux there.

now sobeille drove for mireille’s shoulder, head high — but it was a feint intending to draw out her maman’s response, and she waited with a clack of teeth for mireille’s jaws to seek her.