Fusillade
Azrin's body moved on instinct the moment he realized Lexus was about to bolt. But he wasn’t quick enough. A sharp, commanding “Stay,” snapped from the flighty male's lips, and before Azrin could even process the order, his body obeyed. His limbs froze mid-motion, and he felt himself collapse, face-first, into the soft, plush nest beneath him. The disobedient part of his mind screamed for control, but his body was helpless against the command.
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