She foraged about in her mind for some satisfying equivalent which would express in English this gurgling drone the Chinese called a language. Drowning, her brain dizzy, Melusine clung to the source of the flooding warmth, her hands, no longer forcibly held, moving without will about the firm back. Her eyelids fluttered with recognition, and she cried out softly. For my blood you made it very hot indeed.
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