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Zercy eased onto his side and cupped the back of Alec’s head, then pressed his lips to Alec’s and murmured softly, “You have always been this to me. My shelter inside the storm. That quiet melodic music that soothes my beast.”
Zercy met his gaze, eyes thoughtful, but didn’t say a word. Just smiled a little and rejoined their mouths. A slow, wordless exchange between two star-crossed souls who couldn’t be more different—but fit perfectly.