‘No, my love...’ he said huskily. ‘It’ll never be two against one. It’s going to be three against the world...’ He bent his head and kissed her before lifting his mouth for a second to say, ‘And then four...’ Another kiss. ‘And then five...’
Kat huffed out a chuckle that turned into a moan of pleasure as Zafir angled his body against hers in a very intimate way. She gripped his shoulders and bit her lip, and whispered as he filled her with a smooth thrust, ‘I love you, Zafir...’
He kissed her again. ‘And I love you...for ever.’
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