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More than a ent by where they lost the each other, where Stefan, as if deterhts, seduced her so thoroughly that Clio felt like a neoman in her own skin, free to embrace her wants and desires

And the hter he bound her to him with his own desires Sometimes he would wake her up with kisses, h care that she thought her heart would burst out from his tenderness

Other times, his desire was touched by a desperate passion that shredded his control, that had once had hie, seconds after he had returned fro Marco

I needed you so desperately, bella, that a week has never felt more like a lifetime

At those times, she felt like she wouldn’t be able to breathe if he stopped

The different depths to his desire left Clio addicted and just as desperate as hi a part of her soul

Because as de as he hen it came to sex, he didn’t say a word to her out of that context She had begged to go accompany him to Marco’s funeral, wanted to share the ache of that moment with him But he had stubbornly denied her

It was as if he could coh sex

Now, as she dressed for Zayed’s wedding, Clio treold silk caftan slid over her skin with a whispered caress, i it off her She remembered the heat of his erotic proue at her core, the sinuously abrasive texture of his skin, the whipcord strength of his thighs

It was as if he was spreading through her every cell, every thought until he was a permanent part of her

Grabbing her hairbrush, Clio ran it through her hair and met her reflection

He deftly alleviated her concerns and yet didn’t give anything of himself that he didn’t want to

The default pattern of their relationship

As they stood witness to Zayed’s oedding, aant poarden and incredible feasts unlike anything she had ever seen, Clio finally pinpointed the root of the growing panic within her

It was the uncertainty of what to