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Leo
I groaned, leaned in and kissed Trinity’s skin directly above where her hand rested against her chest. The spot was warm, silky soft and while she smelled of utilitarian battleship soap, I couldn’t miss her own flowery scent. The scent that made my heart full, my c**k throb. My hands tightened on her round hips.
I had to make her understand. I was not insulting her or her intelligence. Far from it. “Mate. We will talk about the future, protecting your sisters and your throne, with Prime Nial.”
“And my mother.”
“Yes. I know she was taken. I heard you and I listened. I will help you find her. I give you my word. But between us. You. Me. You are my mate. My mate!” I did not shout. I wasn’t mad, but riled. Determined to make her understand the primitive need driving me to protect he
