Tears Of A Broken Omega
She was too shocked, too overwhelmed, too caught between dream and reality to react properly.
I pulled back just enough to growl, “You ask too many fucking questions,” staring straight into those wide, glassy eyes darting nervously between mine. Her swollen lips pressed together tightly, trying to trap another moan already clawing its way out.
“What’s with the tears?” I rasped when my gaze flicked to the wet trails down her cheek. I reached forward and gently wiped them away with my thumb before cupping her chin and forcing her to look at me when she tried to turn her head, but then she quickly grabbed my wrist.
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