My Father My Mate
I can’t even think straight right now, the only thing I want is his dick inside me and pleasuring me as usual.
Drake’s lips left mine, his eyes boring into me, a look of conflict in his gaze. “I would rather not hurt you, Zelda,” he said, his voice low and pained. I raised an eyebrow, trying to mask the confusion I felt. Hurt me? What did he mean? But before I could ask any questions, he continued.
“You are still sick,” he said, his expression grave. “You shouldn't be kissing anyone right now.” My heart sank. I hadn't even thought of that, but now that he had said it, I realized how dangerous it could have been.
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