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56. Scream for me, Sera

Author: Anne Joyce
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-09 23:10:43

SERA

“You’ll come when I let you,” he whispered like the devil himself. “Be a good girl and tell me what you want.”

“In your dreams.”

I felt his smirk on my neck. “Come on, don’t be shy. Beg for it, and I'll give it to you.”

I bit my tongue. I refused to give in. But my body told a different story—it had already surrendered to him long ago. And he knew it. He knew I was on the edge.

His kisses trailed lower, teeth grazing my shoulder before he whispered in a tone that made my body tense. “I can wait all night, Sera. But the question is… can you?”

A quiet growl escaped me. This man … he loved dominating me, pulling me into the rhythm of his game until I had no way to fight back.

“Sera.” His voice dipped lower, firmer. “Say it.”

I clenched the sheets beneath me, my entire body tense from the urges I could no longer contain. My breathing was ragged, and finally, the sound escaped my lips.

“Fuck me,” I whispered, so damn low, but I knew he heard it. Swallowing hard, I gathered the last bi
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