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I stood and moved in front of him, so he had to look up at me. “I can embrace your darkness, if you will let me.” His large hands rested on my hips, sending heat to my core. “I felt it when Wrill was here, you know. I didn’t hesitate coming to stop her. I couldn’t let her kill you.” “Because the Death Goddess wants you to bond with me.” “Not only that.” He pulled me down into his lap and rested his hand on my thigh. “Even if we weren’t mates, I’d want to claim you as my own.” “Is that so?” I asked, stroking his rough jaw. “You’re smart, tough, and loyal. Not to mention, damn gorgeous. I’m too old for you, but I don’t much care. You see me as a criminal and a villain, but I don’t much care about that either. You will be mine.” His mouth captured mine, putting his words into action, whi
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