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Chapter 18:Kissing

Cynthia’s POV

The warmth of Vikrov’s breath against my spine is intoxicating.

I shudder as his deft fingers pull the quilt away from my back, leaving the skin there pathetically exposed. I hold the blanket to the front of my torso, protecting my modesty there. I’m mesmerized as he applies some of the ointment to his own fingers, then pauses a moment before he touches me.

“May I?” Vikrov asks.

I can barely breathe. It takes everything in me not to whimper as I nod once. I feel absolutely wretched, completely vulnerable, but I’m doing everything I can to hide it from him.

Vikrov applies just a dab of ointment to the first wound.

“Oh,” I gasp out before I can stop myself, immediately turning bright red.

Vikrov chuckles. My blush deepens. “Feel good?”

“Yeah,” I breathe out helplessly, voice ragged. “Thank you. Could you–could you use more?”

“Of course,” he whispers. His voice is low, wicked, and dead sexy as he rubs more ointment into the wound, and my shuddering breaths only
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