Marked by fate
I flatten my palm over his chest instinctively, trying to calm him, and feel his whole body shiver under my touch.
He leans his forehead against mine and closes his eyes, his breathing coming heavier now, warm against my face.
And I have an overwhelmingly strong urge to kiss him.
To lean forwards and press my lips to his.
Fuck, I want to.
My own heart rate spikes, heat flooding through me, and Xander lets out a quiet, strained groan, his jaw clenching hard for a second. I lean in without thinking, driven by the need to soothe him, to close that last inch between us—
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