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Elizabeth III

“Are you ever going to look at me and see your lifemate?” There was the faintest trace of amusement in his voice.

She pressed her lips together. ‘Only if you command me. I mean, yes. But . . .’ She couldn’t. Not yet. As long as she had her eyes closed, she could enjoy his touch. Pretend her world was going to be alright. If she opened them and the world was too big or she panicked, and everything frightened her, he would realize just what he had tied himself to for all eternity.

He didn’t command her to open her eyes. His lips continued a slow travel from her eyelids along her left cheek to the corner of her mouth. Her heart stuttered as he brushed across the curve of her lips and then down her chin and throat. He continued lower over the curve of breasts. For a moment she thought to bring her hands up to cover herself, but it seemed a little silly. Her body belonged to him. She had scars. He had already seen them. He had already seen how thin she was.

His lips moved back and forth in
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