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The Collar

Havermouth, Three Weeks Before

He had come like an youth at his first sacrifice, Talen thought with wry amusement as he stroked his tongue over Morgana’s skin, cleaning away any trace of her blood. He could feel the stickiness of his seed against his stomach, dripping through his pubic hair, and had probably stained the back of her lacey dress with it.

He’d buy her another one.

He sighed with contentment as he lifted his head from her skin and let the back of his head rest against the headboard.

Morgana’s fingers stroked over his forearms, smoothing the hair bleached almost white by the sun so that it was striking against the tan of his skin and tracing the spots the sun had left behind, and the faint scars from wounds he had not had the time or had considered too minor to bother with healing. Learning the roadmap of his skin, he thought with a smile.

“Daddy, sate your monster with me,” she turned, leaning back and lifted her mouth to meet his.

He rolled her under him and reached betw
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that's so beautiful how he treats her
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