TIME TO FALL IN LOVE
Jinyan entered her with a forceful, grounding thrust, a silent vow to keep her anchored to this earth, to this bed, to him.
Panni wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, her nails carving crescents into the muscle of his back. She didn't want the "Healer" tonight. She wanted the woman who had survived the fire. Every gasp, every shuddering breath was a reclamation. In the explicit heat of their joined bodies, the bounty and the satellites didn't exist. There was only the friction of skin, the salt of sweat, and the terrifying, beautiful weight of a love that was too large for the world to contain.
"I won't let them take it," Jinyan groaned into her shoulder, his body shaking w
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