The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. ’ ‘Then it is good that you do not ask me,’ Melusine snapped, and flouncing away from him, went to sit in the large chair behind the desk at the far end of the room. Then, her body still tense with the atoms of anger, she sat down upon the edge of the bed and rocked from side to side. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth.
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