Sinful Alphas: A Dark Romance Collection
I feel her muscles coil, ready to fight or flee, but she does neither, she remains still, her breath held, her body taut, and I wait, letting the silence stretch, letting her feel the weight of my presence, the inevitability of my claim, the inescapable truth that she is mine, that she has always been mine, that she will always be mine, and then she speaks, her voice hoarse, barely a whisper, "Why do you do this to me?"
I do not answer immediately, instead I tighten my arms around her, pulling her closer, pressing my face into her hair, breathing in the scent of her, the clean, fresh scent of soap and water and woman, and I feel a wave of emotion that I cannot name, a mix of possession and t
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