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He came inside me then, crying out my name. I nearly wept with the beauty of it. He held me close, just so, shuddering for a long while. ‘I should not have done that,’ he said, and I knew what he meant. Children are not possible for us. My mother lost her love by having me, and I would do nothing to lose this man that has become my center. I know, I whispered, and perhaps there was a little sadness in my voice. He said we would visit the apothecary in the morning.
I slept in his arms, and woke many times to him taking me. Once he had shifted, and I tasted us both upon him as I suckled long and slow until he came like a gentle stream into my mouth. He called me his precious as he thought I slept and kissed my hair. Does he know I love him?
His Mistress
