Aycan: Q wrapped his arms around me. Plucking me from the pedestal, he slowly lowered my body down his. Every slip was delicious torture. The heat of him. The hardness of him. My feet touched the ground; Q smiled. “Hello, Mrs Mercer.” I moaned as his hand slinked up my side, deliberately catching the side of my breast. “Hello, Mr. Mercer.” “I’m so glad fate gave me you,” he whispered. “I’m so glad I deserve you.” His eyes darkened. “You deserve so much more than me, esclave. But it’s too late. You’re mine, and I’m never letting you go.” Time stood still as we stared into each other’s eyes. His hand cupped my cheek, hot, claiming. “We did it.” I accepted his feathery kiss. “We’re married.” Q kissed me. “Nous ne faisons qu’un.” We are one.

Q wrapped his arms around me. Plucking me from the pedestal, he slowly lowered my body down his. Every slip was delicious torture. The heat of him. The hardness of him. My feet touched the ground; Q smiled. “Hello, Mrs Mercer.” I moaned as his hand slinked up my side, deliberately catching the side of my breast. “Hello, Mr. Mercer.” “I’m so glad fate gave me you,” he whispered. “I’m so glad I deserve you.” His eyes darkened. “You deserve so much more than me, esclave. But it’s too late. You’re mine, and I’m never letting you go.” Time stood still as we stared into each other’s eyes. His hand cupped my cheek, hot, claiming. “We did it.” I accepted his feathery kiss. “We’re married.” Q kissed me. “Nous ne faisons qu’un.” We are one.

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