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He’s here.

He’s here.

Valtu. The Valtu that I met as Mina.

It’s not just that he knows my names, he knows me. I see it in his eyes, I see the man I love and the man who finally lovesme. His love is strong and good and powerful, and I feel it from the way he’s kissing me, touching me, the depth of his words, the gravity of his pain, and it’s here and it’s mine and it’sreal.

“Will you forgive me?” Valtu asks me softly, his hand trailing over my collarbone, skirting around the healing wound on my chest. “Will you forgive all that I have done to you?”

My breath hitches as his fingers dip lower, down between my breasts, and goosebumps rush across my skin. “There is nothing to forgive,” I say, my voice hushed as I try to soothe his soul.

And I’m telling the truth.

The man that was acting the way he was—he was a different man than the one that loved me. We are all made up of the sum of our parts, of our experiences, from whatever life throws our way. That includes the good and the bad, the joys and the sorrow. If we erase the sorrow from our lives, we erase part of the process, the part that makes us human. Even for vampires, being human is still a worthwhile goal.

And if we erase the sorrow, we might erase the love as well, because love and grief go hand-in-hand. It doesn’t make you feel any better, it doesn’t make it hurt any less, but the fact remains that you only hurt because you loved that person so much. Valtu erased me because that erased the pain but it also removed his love for me. That love is what made him who he is.

It made him the person on his knees in front of me right now, his fingers delicately brushing over my breasts.

I gasp at the feeling of the cool air wafting over my skin, my nipples already hard as pebbles. The look in Valtu’s eyes isn’t just of love, because there issomuch love, but it’s of want and need and raw hunger. And as his heated gaze scorches over my body, I feel like every cell inside of me is coming alive. I burn to be with him.

“Fuck me,” I whisper to him.

His pupils expand, his breath catching.

Then he’s on me, hands in my hair, moving me backward until the hard tiles press into my back.

Valtu positions himself over me, his mouth descending on mine with a hunger so fierce that it steals the air from my lungs. I moan into his mouth, my hands roaming over his chest, feeling the muscles tense and flex beneath my touch. I undo the buttons on his shirt as swiftly as I can and then he’s shrugging it off until I’m touching the bare heat of his skin below.

He pulls back, his eyes blazing with desire.

“I need you,” he growls, his fingers already working on the tie of my robe. “God help me, I’ve never needed you this much.”

I arch my back, helping him ease the garment off me until I’m completely naked beneath him. His gaze rakes over my body, the heat of his stare igniting a flame deep within me. I reach for him, my fingers tracing the lines of his body, feeling the hard planes of his chest and the taut muscles of his arms.

You, you, you.

I belong to you. You belong to me.

Valtu’s mouth finds mine again, his kiss deepening as he presses his body against mine. I feel his thick, hard length against my thigh, his stiff need for me evident in every touch and every caress.

“Please,” I pant, “I need you inside me.”

He lets out a tight noise of want and then starts moving backward down my body, licking and kissing and sucking as he goes. His mouth is hot and wet and unbearably soft as he dips lower and lower down between my breasts, over my stomach, lower, lower. He traces the curve of my hip with his tongue, then moves towards the juncture of my thighs. I spread my legs wider, my breaths coming in short gasps as I wait for him to touch me where I need him the most.

He doesn’t waste any time. He buries his head between my thighs, his tongue flicking over my clit with an expert touch.

Oh god,yes.

I moan loudly, my hands pressing into the tiles behind me as he works me to the brink of ecstasy. He knows exactly how to touch me, how to make me come undone with pleasure. This is the difference now. He remembers. Yes, he’s had no issues in getting me off before, but now he knows my body and the way it responds to him, knows it as well as he knows his own.

He possesses me thoroughly.

“Valtu,” I whimper, my body trembling with need. “Please, I need you inside me now.”

I feel him grin against my pussy. He’s not going to let me go until I come.

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