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Brax
This was my dream come to life, not exactly the way I’d imagined, but better. Miranda needed Trist. I had wounded her, left her alone when she needed me those long months on Trion. I had broken a bond of trust—no, not broken, her previous male on Earth had done that—but I had reinforced the idea that she could not depend on a male to be there for her. To put her first. To make her a priority in his life.
Trist had healed that wound in her. Even now, as she lay sprawled out on the bed before me and I placed the piercings in her body, she looked to him for reassurance. Strength.
He kissed her, nuzzled her, pleasured her with his hand and mouth as I adorned our mate with the most beautiful emeralds I had been able to acquire. Each piercing healed instantly with the ReGen wand I he
