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Bound in the Dark (II)

Author: EfuaDreams
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Mira’s thighs were still trembling when Zydian pulled out of her. The absence of him, his heat, his heaviness, was abrupt, almost cruel. She turned, breath jagged, heart in her throat. Rain still beat faintly on the roof, echoing the frantic rhythm that still pulsed beneath her skin.

Zydian stood in the shadows of the room, half-lit by a flickering lamp she hadn’t realized was on. His chest heaved, muscles slick with sweat, the veins in his forearms still bulging. His jeans hung low on his hips, unzipped, the evidence of what they’d just done glistening at the base of his stomach.

But his face, His face had changed.

Gone was the frenzied hunger, the violence carved into desire.

Now, something older stirred there.

Regret.

Or something darker.

“You shouldn’t have come back,” he muttered, almost to himself. “Now you’re part of it.”

Mira swallowed hard. “Part of what?”

He didn’t answer. Just stared at her, like he was memorizing her, her flushed cheeks, her bare thighs, the purple fingerp
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