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“I like it when you kiss ested

That he could do, Beck decided with a satisfied sigh He pulled

Meg close and nudged her face up to his “Give me your lips, a

chumann”

She obediently tilted her head up He would have Cian teach her

Gaelic Though ale,

Beck enjoyed the old ways He wanted to tell her he loved her in his

own tongue He wanted her to know she was his darling

She eet in his ar to him and allowed him to

take control of the kiss It should have made it easier for Beck, but

every time he felt her soften, his need rose like a wildfire He meant

for the kiss to be gentle, a pro would

go this evening She was so soft under him that his dominant instincts

shoved their way past his defenses

She is mine