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... my fingers go numb and the knife clatters to the ground. A collective cheer erupts beyond the chamber walls. Someone mutters something about not being able to walk straight for a week.
My knee jerks up hard into his groin, and he hisses through his teeth, breath sharp and pained. "Stop that."
"Why?" I rasp, thrashing beneath his weight. "Does it hurt?"
His hips grind forward -- not intentional, I think, but enough that something hard brushes against my stomach. My heart ...
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