MaddoxI let the silence hang for a beat, my thumb still pressed against the mark on his neck, feeling the rapid jump of his pulse beneath my skin. When I finally spoke, my voice was low and steady, leaving no room for doubt.“It’s proof that I claimed you,” I told him. “Because I want you to be mine. You are mine.”The words came out possessive, sharper than I intended, but I didn’t pull them back. His wide eyes flicked up to mine, nervous, searching, like he wasn’t sure if I meant it or if he should even believe me.I softened my expression, forcing down the heat in my chest, and cupped his face instead. My thumb brushed across his cheek, slow and deliberate, grounding him to me.“Yours?” he finally asked, his voice so faint I almost missed it.I nodded once, firm. “Yes. Mine.”But then his lips parted, and the question he tried to voice made my jaw tighten. “What about your wife, my mot—”I didn’t let him finish. I leaned in, closing the gap between us, and captured his mouth with
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