He loved her more than anything else in this world. Who preemptively leapt to hurt anyone before they could hurt him first.īut he would show her that he could change. He was the Prince of Blood, the son of a monster, who said and did cruel things. Her lips met his again, and Magnus surrendered any small grasp of control he had left. When she smiled then, he knew he was already ruined. “Shh.” She pressed her fingertips to his lips. She brushed her lips against his skin, and he grasped her shoulders. He gently took her face between his hands and kissed her again, and a small moan escaped from the back of her throat, a sound that nearly drove him insane.Ĭleo slipped his cloak off his shoulders and then pulled at the ties of his shirt to bare his chest. Was she coming to her senses and now pushing him away? But instead, she just looked at him, her eyes wide and dark in the shadows of the cottage. Not for a single solitary moment had his desire for her ceased.Ĭleo broke off the kiss. He needed her, longed for her, ached for her.
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