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“He wanted her more than he'd wanted anything. And he knew that if - when? - he had her - gods, he couldn't think about being inside her without his body lurching to attention - he'd unleash the hunger that had slumbered in him for so long. She awoke all of it with an insistent ferocity that thrilled him with the anticipation of how he could please her. How he could tell her with his body everything he couldn't say out loud without making this impossible situation harder. She was the person he'd never expected to find. Not after centuries. Not after losing family so long ago that any kind of closeness with another had grown near impossible. 'Mo ghrá,' he murmured against her temple as she fell asleep.”

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