Mariana McMurtrie

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“Make me yours,” she whispered against my lips. I stared at her while the fire burning in the pit of my stomach spread throughout my body, like liquid flames coursing through my veins. “You accept me, Venus? All of me?” I whispered, my throat constricted by emotion, and my voice made deeper by the burning desire consuming me from within. “Yes, Atlas. I want all of you. I want to be one with you,” she replied with fervor, her eyes flicking between mine. “You are mine, Venus. Now and forever,” I said before crushing her lips in a possessive kiss.
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