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"I do not trust the sensory perceptions of a ht he was on a boat"

"Has no one ever told you that you s about it a long tio And someone else Recently"

"Who?"

"Eleanor"

Eleanor The Virgin Queen It cosley to know Eleanor could smell the winter on Søren’s skin It seesley, Eleanor--the three who’d loved Søren, the three who’d been or would be his lovers Maybe Søren was right about this girl Maybe she was the one they’d dreasley dipped his head and pressed a kiss on to Søren’s right shoulder He kissed Søren’s shoulder blade, his neck, the back of his neck, tasting the snow on his skin Kingsley kissed his way down the center of Søren’s back as he trailed his fingers over his rib cage

"What do you think you are doing?" Søren asked

"I’sley said as he slipped his hand under the sheet

Søren caught his hand and held it in a vicious, viselike grip

"This priest sleeps in a bed"

"You’re going to break sley said, not the least bothered by the prospect The pain fro and aroused hisley winced Nice to know Søren hadn’t been lying--the as still there Søren wasn’t less dangerous at all Kingsley just wasn’t afraid anyhtened even o

"You didn’t have to stop," Kingsley said "You can break ht be tempted to play with you if you had any sense of self-preservation whatsoever"

"Self-preservation is for the weak I loved getting destroyed by you"

"You reh school much differently than I do," Søren said "I’d killed soain And then you ca and practically asked sley said "I begged you"

"And you wonder why I prefer to play with people who have li his hand down Søren’s side from his shoulder blade to his waist He felt every sley lifted his hand

"Did that hurt?" Kingsley asked, confused by Søren’s sudden recoil

"No, do it again"

Warily Kingsley placed his hand flat on Søren’s back again and ran it down his body