My body shudders. It’s never known anything like this before. I can’t even find the words to answer him.
“You’re mine now, Rae,” he says. “Marked. Claimed. Ruined.”
When he finally stills, he falls out of me, and both of us collapse onto the bed. I’m face down because I don’t even think I have the strength to roll over anymore.
The only sounds are us panting and the house sighing as it settles in the wind. At least, until Lukas speaks again.
I freeze, certain I’ve misheard. But he says it again.
“Christ, Rae. Thank you for trusting me with this.” His forehead presses against the back of my limp hand. “I’ll never deserve it. But I’m too selfish to let you go.”
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