Neaveh Brown:I couldn’t sleep.The wind was rattling the windows, trying to claw its way inside, but the cold wasn’t what kept me awake. It was him. Kane. Always Kane.He’d left before the sun even thought about rising—slipped out of bed with that quiet, predatory grace of his, pressed one slow, burning kiss to my temple, and murmured against my skin, “Be good for Daddy while I’m gone, little one.” Then he was gone. Just… gone. And the absence of him left this hollow, throbbing ache between my legs that no amount of blankets or deep breaths could touch.I rolled onto my back, staring up at the shadowed ceiling. My thighs pressed together instinctively, trying to ease the pressure, but it only made it worse. I could still feel the ghost of his hands—big, rough, possessive—gripping my hips. I could still hear that low, gravelly voice when he’d growl, “Look at me while I fuck you, baby. Let Daddy see those pretty eyes roll back.”My breath hitched.Before I could talk myself out of it,
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