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... p> The room was drenched in moonlight and sweat.
Lucien couldn’t breathe.
Didn’t want to breathe.
Not when Silas wouldn’t stop kissing him.
Not when every brush of lips felt like a promise burned into skin.
"Your lips..." Silas murmured, voice thick and velvet-dark, as he dragged his tongue over Lucien’s mouth, slow and greedy. "Gods, they taste so sweet."
Lucien flushed, breath catching as his head tilted away with instinctive shyness. "It’s... it ...
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