The Lunar Legacy
—his release surging, filling her, tattoo pulsing red, a vow sealed in heat, love, their souls entwined, unbreakable.
They collapsed, panting, moss cradling, fireflies circling, moonlight soft. Sam’s fingers traced his tattoo, green eyes hazy, love raw, tattoo tingling. “You’re mine,” she whispered, voice thick, curling against him, his warmth her haven, hair spilling over his chest like fire.
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