Feral Claim
“So fucking perfect for me.”
Then he positioned himself, the head of his cock nudging at my entrance. My breath hitched, fear and need tangling, but I couldn’t pull away.
“Look at me,” he whispered, his voice tight, feral. His hand cupped my cheek, forcing my eyes open to meet his. “I’ll be gentle. But once I’m inside you—” He broke off with a shudder. “You’re mine, Evie. Forever.”
I nodded, unable to speak, my nails biting into his shoulders.
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