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Two souls desperate for each other, unable to slake our thirst. We might have been forbidden at one point in our lives, but our obsessions hadn’t faded or lessened in the slightest.

“I won’t apologize for wanting you, princess,” Gideon spoke as though reading my mind. “Won’t ever apologize for taking you either.”

“Good.”

“That’s all you’ve got to say?”

I shrugged and curled against his side, soaking in his heat, uncaring of the damp sweat still clinging to his skin. “I could add that I love you.”

“I love you too—and to me, that means you’re mine.” He squeezed me tight, and I closed my eyes, resting in his arms.

“I always was.”

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