Sinfully His
“Stop! Please! I’m pregnant! You can’t, don’t! The baby!”
Eve froze, tilting her head, manic curiosity gleaming in her eyes. “Pregnant,” she whispered, almost to herself. “Delicate. Fragile. So small. So perfect. Perhaps, perhaps that is my only leverage.” She traced a finger along my cheek, leaving a ghost of heat on my skin, teasing, terrifying.
“No!” I screamed, thrashing harder than I ever had before. “You can’t! You can’t touch me! Don’t you dare!”
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