Mated To My Savage Alpha
With careful precision, I carefully cut away the tiny lacy fabric, revealing her to me in all its glory.
With a delicate touch, I trace the sharp tip of the blade down her exposed skin, starting at the base of her neck and following the curve of her body. The metal glints in the dim light, casting an eerie shadow over her figure. She watches me nervously, her breath catching in her throat as I continue to graze the sharp edge across her skin. “Jaden,” she whispers, a hint of fear in her voice. But I know she trusts me completely. “Something wrong Pumpkin?” I ask with a sly grin, pressing the blade against my mate mark on her skin. Her eyes roll back in pleasure, white-hot heat radiating from
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