SEBASTIAN She tries to pull back, but my hand stayed firm on her hip as I persistently pulled her to myself ignoring her protests and not giving her a inch of breathing space to rethink us. "Sebastian, I’m not...” “Yes, you are,” I interrupt, my voice dropping lower, quieter, the kind of tone I used when I didn’t want her slipping out of my grip or side. “You’re exactly what you’ve always been when I’m near you; unsteady, helplessly in love with me with an irresistible pull and attraction to me. Her jaw tightened. “You don’t get to decide what I am or am not in your presence. I've done so well without you for years now, you lost the right to make demands of any kind the moment you stopped communicating two weeks after our mating” I tilted my head, eyes tracing the flush rising from her chest to her cheeks. “I don’t have to show you; you just showed me. For what it's worth, I know I was wrong, but we have too much together to simply walk away and if this is your aim taking low blows
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