He leans in and kisses me, hard and fierce. His mouth is rough over mine, as if he wants to devour me alive, and his teeth scrape my lip. I gasp against him, but then his tongue strokes against mine, and I forget all about everything except him and this heated, reckless kiss. “You are mine,” he breathes as he lifts his lips. Instead of pulling back completely, he rubs his long nose against my smaller one. “My mate. My D’see. And we do not let others tell us how we will live our lives. Understand?” There’s a knot of emotion in my throat at his fierce words. “I just don’t want to disappoint you,
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