BOUND TO HER WILL
“My voice in the flesh. Her purity was power, and now you’ve corrupted it. You, Alpha of Thorne-Claw. You who already ruled. You who needed nothing.”
She stepped toward him, her presence pressing him down like gravity.
Ronan gritted his teeth. He should have fought. He wanted to fight but his knees buckled. Not from pain.
From something else.
From the raw, inescapable pull of her dominance.
It coiled around his spine, flooding his bloodstream. Every word she spoke wrapped tighter than a chain, pressing against a part of him he’d never let anyone touch.
And for one terrifying moment, his cock stirred again not in lust, but in surrender.
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