The Sovereign’s Antidote
Her hands gripped him tighter, pulling him into her orbit as if she were trying to merge their souls.
Czar’s restraint snapped. His hands, large and searingly hot, slid down from her waist to her lower back, anchoring her firmly against him. As the kiss deepened, his fingers drifted lower, settling just at the curve of her butt. The urge to claim her was overwhelming, and he gave in, his hand giving a firm, possessive squeeze that drew another sharp gasp from her lips. In that moment, on a hidden shore far from the world's eyes, the Sovereign and his Queen were no longer playing roles—they were two halves of a singular, dark, and beautiful whole.
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