"And you're Khell'ar," I said, trying to catch the almost rhythmic pause in the middle. He opened his mouth briefly and then shut it again, nodding. "Come, Sunny." Except he didn't hold a hand out in offering but simply grabbed me by my thighs, dragged me to the foot of the bed, and hauled me up into his arms. He was a wonderful combination of hard with muscle and soft with that velvety skin of his, and my arms felt familiar already around his shoulders, my breasts warm against his hot chest. His pointed ear was at my eye level, and he held me to his hip as if I were a toddler, the pressure of
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