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(Grace) I realized Silas was naked before me but I couldn't take my eyes off of his face. I could feel our bond stronger than ever. A bond so strong that we had felt it nearly all our lives. Silas moved forward until he was pressed against me. He gently tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear, his eyes never leaving mine. "Happy birthday," I whispered to him. The tension between our bodies was torture. I yearned for his touch, everywhere. He inched his mouth closer to mine, asking permission. I eagerly gave it to him by closing the gap between us. Our lips crashed together hungrily. His tongue gently entered my mouth and a moan escaped my lips. A growl of satisfaction left him. He held the back of my head as he pleasured my mouth. We parted for air, then he went to my neck. I moa
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