“I will be everything you need me to be, Kiera Nezerac. I will be a monster. I will be your saint, or I will be your God killer if that’s what it takes.” I don’t care what I am so long as she never stops needing me. “But know this.” Her breathing grows ragged, as does mine. “I will always find you.” I settle between her spread thighs, pushing them wider to accommodate my girth. "Because you're mine."
