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... sacred, the most important thing he’d ever touched. And for him, it was. Lucas was his life’s most important person.
The skin beneath his mouth was hot to the point of feverish, flushed with need and blood. He didn’t bite, though his canines ached with the memory of it. He didn’t press harder, though every cell in his body urged him to. Instead, he simply stayed.
His breath, cool from the night-chilled air of the room, ghosted over the damp, sensitive skin of the bond mark, and L ...
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