The Dark Swan 18+
I slid closer, wrapping my large hand around her small, trembling ones and squeezing firmly.
“I’ve got you, little swan,” I whispered directly against her ear, entirely satisfied when an immediate shiver rippled through her body.
She was so sensitive, so perfect—and entirely mine.
I closed the distance between us, a soft, uncharacteristically tender smile brushing my lips before I pressed a warm, lingering kiss against her flushed cheek. “Don’t worry. Nobody saw a thing.”
Her beautiful, honey-brown eyes snapped back to mine, widening with sudden surprise.
I couldn't blame her; being soft had never been a part of my vocabulary. But this sweet creature made me want to melt right along with her
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