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Thorn POV

I press against her side, needing to feel her next to me. To touch her, kiss her, fuck her, and make her mine again. It’s been two weeks, only two weeks, yet it felt like a lifetime, and within the first day, I realised I never wanted to be away from her again. Not even for a moment.

Where she goes, I go.

She’s mine.

I’m hers.

I clench my fists, stopping myself from grabbing her and throwing her into the wall right here. I want to fuck her senseless, until she screams my name and reassures me she is really here. That’s she’s really mine, that she came for us when no one else would have.

The elevator ride drags on and on until, eventually, the doors open.

I don’t speak, I’m barely able to breathe my next breath without her lips on mine.

We are led down a hallway, and one of the guards opens the door.

She goes in first, and I stay close behind to protect her, unable to leave her side.

I hear the door shut and then the lock clicks into place.

A problem for another time.

The silence stretches on as she turns, and I burst into movement, needing her more than I need air, more than I need anything else in this life.

Drax beats me to it though, kissing her.

I cover the small distance between us and latch my lips to her neck, needing to be connected.

To touch her. She gasps against Drax as I press my body against hers, kissing and lapping along her neck, letting her feel my need for her, my desperation, while he dominates her mouth.

We are together again, and no one will ever separate us.

Not the Cities.

Not even death itself.