It was supposed to be rough. Again, utterly matter-of-fact, no big deal. My finger had started that pull on the trigger, when Primo's mind slammed into mine. I felt numb again, even the self-recrimination felt like just words.
He was only touching my arms, such an innocent place to touch, but he made the movement slow, and sensuous, tra His voice was a harsh whisper, as if he were having trouble talking, We'll never top what we've already done tonight. His meat filled my mouth for a second, and I could taste the pulse under his skin. We are of Belle's line, and most of her magic can be reached through physical closeness.
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