Serovek regarded her, trading his frown for a half smile. “Battered and pissed on, you're still beautiful.” “And I didn't think you could get any uglier.” His smile grew, accompanied by a wince. “Does this mean I can't coax you under me?” “The beating has made you delirious. I doubt you can even stand at the moment.” Her mind recognized his jesting, but her body reacted otherwise, sending a hot blush flowing under her skin. Her heart, barely slowed after the climb, resumed its previous heavy beat. Serovek waved a hand in a careless motion. “Some bruises, a few cracked ribs. They didn't geld
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