This was different. Deeper. Yes, it was terrifying. But terrifying in its awesomeness, in its power- and its unwavering absolute perfection.
She heard the rustle of clothing as he raised his arm and then a faint grunt as his hand flew toward her. She cried out, but not in agony. It was in anticipation. The pain would only be a moment. The joy was eternal.
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