“Do you love me?” “Yes,” I said easily. With all of me. “I need you to tell me often. And when it seems like it’s too much, just know it’s not. Never stop, Raven.” “I love you, Clint.” “Say it again, baby.” “I love you.” I had half of him in me now. I burned all over. “One more time.” His hands grabbed panicky at my ass, back, and nape. “God, I love you.”
