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I felt overheated as Daniel and I went over each and every item on the list. The one item that really caught my attention though? Breath play. Asphyxiation, breath control, choking.I think I finally caught Daniel off guard when I told him I wanted to experience it. What was it like to be controlled by another person, maybe, choked a little? I whispered that last bit. But he heard me. I wanted him to take me seriously, so I didn't laugh at the look on his face when I said that. The laughter left me quickly when he leaned in. I felt his breath on my neck and his...nose in my hair?...Did he just sniff me?

How can I answer you one by one if the questions keep coming non-stop? Damn, Adam! It seemed like he had known this and had deliberately chosen not to attend. Oh, Moon Goddess, save me from this place! *** My breath was ragged and my chest was moving up and down. But instead of feeling claustrophobic, I felt free. The cool breeze caressed my every skin. It made me, who was very tired a few minutes ago, feel refreshed. "This is breathing. I can finally breathe properly." I took a big breath and exhaled slowly. And so on.

Those miserable seconds after I pulled away were much like breaking a vicious stream of waves and taking a breath of fresh oxygen. I didn’t want to breathe. No, I wanted to drown.

My heart beats so fast and im running out of breath. "Ah-ah! Na-na. Ahhhhh!" I screamed. //Bless you! 🥰

I didn't take a breath until I made it to the bottom of the stairs and a few feet into the grass, where I grabbed hold of the old hitching post that hadn't been used in many years, and leaned over it as I took in a lungful of air. Fresh air immediately rushed in, filling my lungs and clearing his mouthwatering scent away. I took several deep breaths, not stopping until I could no longer smell him. My wolf huffed in disappointment as he receded to the back of my head, curling up like a sad puppy. When he finally receded, my head cleared, and the reality of everything that just happened came crashing down on me in an instant. “Fuck!” I cursed through a breath as I slammed my fists down onto th

And just like that, the world shifted — not dramatically, not with fireworks or trumpets — but with a quiet, trembling click. A beginning. And for the first time in months, I let myself breathe — really breathe — like someone who wasn’t drowning anymore, but finally, finally breaking the surface.

My hands shook, but my spine straightened. I tasted cedarwood and moonlight as I drew a breath that felt like stepping off a cliff. “Stop!”

MAYA'S POV The first true breath I took in days was in the back of the Uber, leaning against the cool window as the first grey light of dawn smudged the edges of the city skyline. It wasn't a sigh of relief. Relief was too soft, too gentle a thing for the jagged, hollowed-out feeling inside me. It was more like the gasp of someone who has been held underwater and finally, violently, breaks the surface. The air burned.

Alexander murmured, his voice low and infuriatingly calm. The words—gentle, unexpected, unnervingly warm—slipped past every wall I tried to hold up. They hit me like a soft blow to the chest, knocking the air out of me in a way I didn’t see coming. A shiver crawled down my spine, subtle but undeniable. My breath hitched. Just that—one uneven breath—and everything inside me snapped. And then I burst into tears.

High in the sky, a magnificent display of fireworks spelled out a heartwarming message: "MARRY ME." I was so utterly shocked by the sight that my body seemed to freeze in place. Once again, I forgot to breathe and blink; my eyes locked on the incredible message. It felt like my heart was about to burst from the overwhelming emotions surging within me. After a minute or more of stunned silence, I felt a gentle tap on my backside, jolting me from my reverie. I turned around, half-expecting to see Vincenzo standing before me.