Christine Feehan Quote
She was everything. His air. His breath. His heart. Mikhail’s mouth found hers in long, drugging kisses, moved to her throat, her breast, found his mark. One taste. Only one.Raven moved in his arms, turned her head to give him better access, her hands entwined in his hair. I’d better marry you, Mikhail. You need me desperately.
Christine Feehan
She was everything. His air. His breath. His heart. Mikhail’s mouth found hers in long, drugging kisses, moved to her throat, her breast, found his mark. One taste. Only one.Raven moved in his arms, turned her head to give him better access, her hands entwined in his hair. I’d better marry you, Mikhail. You need me desperately.
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