His giant hands swallowed them, and my neck cricked as I tilted it back. Our eyes met, his wild and searching. Then to my horror and complete surprise, so did our lips. I’d never been kissed, but I’d imagined that when it happened, it would be clumsy and wet. At least at first. I’d also imagined it would have been Regin. I’d have never imagined this. Him. This burning that froze every part of me, that rendered me incapable of feeling anything outside of the gentle press of his soft lips against mine. They parted, just slightly, as his mouth slid over my own, breath rushing from him and
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