Shamell Klinger

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“You did great,” I choke out as my arms wrap around his body. Then I jerk like I’ve touched a live wire. Feeling erupts, like I knew it would; the blade of it is so sharp that it cuts. Catches. Tears. This much sensation after so long without it is pure agony, but I fight past the pain and tilt my head back to claim his lips. One final kiss. A loving touch to finish it. I wanted that much, at least.
Liminal (The Arcanaeum #1)
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