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... Elias to feel every fraction of his intent, to let each breathless pause become proof. His hand slid lower, fingers spanning Elias’s hip, the steady weight of his palm a reminder that he could hold him still with nothing more than touch.
Elias arched into it without meaning to, a tremor running through him as the fire cracked in the hearth. His mind whispered of Uno, of gods, of corruption, but the whisper was drowned out by the press of Victor’s mouth and the thick, intoxicating swirl ...
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