The Carrero Heart (series book 2)
This is Arry.
Arrick pulls his hand from between us, kissing me on the mouth and I manage to lock eyes for a mere second before he really slides into me, no warning, not that I expected he would give me any. And I gasp and flinch as he penetrates me, slowly and surely, the sensation is alien, nothing like my memories of burning pain, revulsion, shame and devastation and I inhale sharply at how new this feels. It feels completely different and in no way connected to the vile memories of my destruction as a child. This is good, body achingly good but yet, the weight in my chest increases and knocks the wind out of my sails, my head spinning with so many flashes and memories as Arrick fills my
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