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like we’d met in another life and he was sure we’d be connected in this one.
“Stop fighting me. Let out a breath on me, Katalina. I want to taste your air.”
“I can handle a man’s hands on me.” I gripped her hips in response, and she hissed when I squeezed and then lifted her up onto the table. “A man like that on a body like yours is a waste.”
“I’m not asking you to be anything to me.” “And yet I’m yours and you’re mine.”
“A long time ago, I was a little girl with dreams, Rome. I can’t remember a single dream now. When I lie awake at night, all I see is different men standing over me and showing me that my worth is between my legs.”
“Choose me, Katalina,” he whispered. “Let me consume you. Pick our destruction, not his safe haven.”
“Like she’s your heaven and your hell. A dream and a nightmare all wrapped up in one tiny little warrior.”
the way he hadn’t claimed me, but had submitted himself instead to my ownership. He might have owned my body, but he knew I owned his soul, that we owned one another.
“There’s no arguing your place. Your blood is mine. We bleed together, woman. Always. Remember that.”
