Laziel's POV
Mireille looked almost silver in the moonlight. There was a sheen of sweat across her skin and she was breathing heavily. Her lips were swollen from my mouth. I could see the marks my hands had left, bruises darkening where I had gripped her hips and pumped into her.
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