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The pain passed and Søren settled in between her thighs, the tip of his length pressing against her clitoris She pushed her hips hard into his, opening herself to hi herself to him

She looked up and saw Søren’s eyes were closed His long, unnaturally dark eyelashes lay against his cheeks The veins in his strong arms and shoulders quivered as he held hilish It was Danish, his first language She knew soh for her and Søren to tell each other "I need you, I want you" without anyone understanding the he said, not at first He murmured the words like a prayer She raised her head and pressed a kiss against his throat, her most favorite part of his body, the part hidden by his collar The final words of his prayer she understood

Jeg elsker dig

I love you

"I love you," he said, in his first language, and the words rose like a banner over the bed

With her eyes half-closed, she felt the world falling asleep around her She heardsolo voice almost inhuman in its beauty Did she hear this? See this? Or did it all come from within herself like a drea? She buried her head in the holloeen Søren’s chin and shoulder She breathed in and inhaled the scent of sno, clean and cold And then she knew the truth

Søren didn’t s elsker dig

She heard Søren’s voice through the mist

With one thrust, he pushed inside her