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21 " As I stared down at her, marvelling at the flare of her hips and her hair spread out like a dark halo around her head, I felt something strange and intangible take hold. My throat was tight, and the taste of her was still in my mouth. I already loved the taste of her. “I think this is your cue to beg, love,” I murmured. She did. Christ, she begged so perfectly. And when I finally sank myself inside her, the final piece of that strange and intangible thing fell into place. I was surely falling. "
― L.H. Cosway , King of Hearts (Hearts, #3)