Dropping her hand, she turned in his arms. Then, rising up on tiptoe, she cupped his face in her palms and drew him down. Her kiss was innocent, vulnerable, a caress so gentle that it made him her slave between one breath and the next.
Nalini SinghI love you,โ she whispered. He stroked his hand down her back. โYep, you do.โ โYouโre supposed to say it back,โ she said, pretending to be offended because the silliness kept the fear/hope at bay. โWhy?โ He scowled down at her. โYou know youโre my heartbeat.
Nalini SinghNo, Nathan, no." She wrapped his face in her hands. "I just need you--all of you--so much that I'm going crazy. I need your laugh. I need your company. I need you to sleep beside me and I need you to wake when I wake. I need you with everything in me.
Nalini SinghMercy laughed. โYou have to excuse themโboys suffer from an incurable disability.โ โWhat?โ โTestosterone.
Nalini SinghPressing his thumb down on her jaw to part her lips, he kissed her again, angel dust glittering in the air. "Mmm." She rubbed against him. "Did you make a change to your special blend?" Angel dust, he'd told her, was normally rich and exquisite, but not sexual. Elena had only ever tasted Raphael's blend, and it was always oh-so-sexual-today, it also held a dangerous bite. Kisses down her throat. "I wouldn't wish my consort to suffer ennui.
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