Dawnlark Plains 'salem's lot

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again, and as he touched her, she whispered it, the word devoid of a single stumble or stutter. again, lover her again, take her again. in many ways, reek was the only one would ever understand the enormity of her loss, but it had been terich alongside her, terich who had felt her pain and helped her to stand as blood dripped from her body, terich who had buried her children. it was terich who had brought her to larksong. she would not turn away from him, not even for reek.

but this -- this would soothe her soul. vuk sought his mouth, his cheeks, the line of his jaw; she pressed herself against him with a whine, her lips parting into a breathless sound of urgency, a wild need to be enveloped in his arms; his breath was warm against her nape; vuk turned and invited him with a silent look, desperation mingling with grief in her gaze.