as much as he needed her soft and trusting within them. 'I can't quite believe this. Even after everything?' If she could give him another chance, Wroth thought they could do anything together.
'Yes. But…' She stroked the smooth backs of her claws down his arm. 'You'll have to spend eternity making it up to me.'
He released her to lever himself above her, cupping the back of her neck. His gaze flickered over her face, then met the eyes of his wife as she smiled up at him. Feeling love for her so strong it hurt him, his voice ragged with it, he rasped, '
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