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He kisses me like I’m air and he’s drowning.
“‘He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun…’” Sasha leans in, rumbling the next line from memory. ‘‘… But he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.’”
“I want you so much it’s rotting my bones. Every second I’m with you, I want to bury myself in you until we both forget our own names.
“Ptichka. My little bird. Mine. My wife. My queen. My vengeance made flesh.” His tongue licks a stripe up my inner thigh. “Now, lie still while I worship what’s mine.”
