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Beautiful Damage

Author: Bree
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-04 10:21:54

Cassian’s POV

I pressed the wheel to her shoulder first. Just a whisper of contact. She shivered instantly.

Then I dragged it down, slow and steady. Across the curve of her breast. Along her ribs. Over her belly. A thousand tiny needles danced over her skin, electric and biting, and she couldn’t tell if she wanted to squirm away or lean into it.

She whimpered—soft, broken.

I smiled.

The wheel traced a lazy path down her thigh, skipping her center entirely just to tease. I pressed harder this time, letting the teeth bite more deeply. Not enough to break skin—just enough to make her gasp.

Her head fell back against the wall, breath ragged, nipples taut, thighs trembling.

And still, I wasn’t finished.

I circled her navel slowly, then brought it down between her legs—not touching yet. Just hovering. Letting her feel the anticipation like a pulse in the dark.

“Tell me you want it,” I whispered.

She did.

And the wheel began to turn.

Her moan echoed in my chest, low and trembling, when I dra
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