The feel of her skin as she struggled beneath, the life inside, the death without. The breaching of life and death, of survival uncaged inside him: a dark beast with violence and sex in its soul. In his soul.
Come closer to me,_ he commanded. She began to get to her feet, giving him the opportunity to force her down again. __o. I want you to crawl over here on your hands and knees._ Jace watched the power of his words place invisible constraints on Camille__ body. She fell down to her knees and crawled on the floor like an animal. In that moment, he was her master; in that moment, everything seemed natural and right in the world. He was the yin to her yang, pulling both of them into perfect equilibrium.
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Come closer to me,_ he commanded. She began to get to her feet, giving him the opportunity to force her down again. __o. I want you to crawl over here on your hands and knees._ Jace watched the power of his words place invisible constraints on Camille__ body. She fell down to her knees and crawled on the floor like an animal. In that moment, he was her master; in that moment, everything seemed natural and right in the world. He was the yin to her yang, pulling both of them into perfect equilibrium.
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