But a large hand wrapped around the back of her neck and pulled her to him. His lips landed on hers, and she was kissing him back. She let him deepen the kiss, his tongue demanding against hers, and then he was hauling her into his lap. Her knees dug into the sand on either side of him. One hand was still on her neck, holding her to him, the other slid down her back, fingertips tracing her spine until he gripped her hip. She leaned into him, his skin warming her better than any fire could. She felt his magic brush against hers, and she ground down against him on instinct, his black flames
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