You tend to drive every sane thought from my head." It was an apology as he lifted her into his arms. His long strides took them through the house to the master bathroom.
Raven's eyes warmed, melted, her smile so loving his breath caught in his throat. "You do tend to get a little primitive, Mikhail."
He growled at her, lowered his head to hers slowly, fastened his mouth to hers.
Raven's eyes warmed, melted, her smile so loving his breath caught in his throat. "You do tend to get a little primitive, Mikhail."
He growled at her, lowered his head to hers slowly, fastened his mouth to hers.
( Christine Feehan )
[ Dark Prince ]
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