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Not her—only me, my mother and my father looked exactly the same in each life, but everyone else changed. Not the roles, just the people. That sucked even more.
So this sounds like falling into alternate realities. Not time loop?
And as long as I stayed with him, I would always be weaker. I wasn’t meant to be weak. I was a dragoness. I was born to reign over the sky.
“They don’t write about men like me, Ms. Windbaker,” he whispered against my mouth. “And you can keep those pretty lips shut as long as you want but I can promise you this—I will break you. You will tell me everything you know about the dragoness…”
His smile only widened. “Well, I do like a good challenge. I like it almost as much as I like breaking people.” He came closer, watching me intently. “I’ve thought about you all day.” He said the words painfully slowly, and I’ll be damned if he didn’t sound completely infatuated. My traitorous body shivered at the idea. He was playing me—I knew he was. And it sucked because it was working. Thankfully, he continued: “I’ve thought about what to do with you, and I’ve decided to offer you a deal.”
“You get under my skin. You play with my control,” he said, like he was accusing me.
Eagles don’t dominate dragons, pretty boy.
“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you sitting there with those animals around you.”
“How am I going to let you go now, little fox?” he said with a lopsided smile. “These animals need you.” “I think you’ll be able to help them just fine without me.”
When he spoke, his voice was dark, transformed, more a growl than actual voice. “Did he touch you?” I shook my head. “What the hell do you care?” “Don’t play games with me, little fox,” he said, closing his hand around my arm tightly. “Did. He. Touch you?”
“I want to tell you to watch your mouth, little fox,” he whispered. “But apparently, I like it dirty.” He leaned closer to me, never blinking those beautiful, stormy eyes. “I’ll ask you one more time—did he, or anyone in this town, touch you?”
“Because you’re mine, little fox. And nobody touches what’s mine. Do you understand that?”
“You look so damn delicious,” he whispered. “I want to fucking devour you.”
“I’ve developed an overwhelming need to worship you no matter what I tell myself or what the world outside looks like. I’ve tried staying away—it was impossible. And I can’t even begin to tell you how dangerous that is for me…” Slowly, his beautiful lips stretched into a wicked grin. “And I couldn’t care less,”
“You know you’re free to go whenever you want, right? The border magic won’t stop you,” he said, his voice lower, laced with something heavy. Something sad. “I actually thought I wouldn’t find you here when I got back.”
The magic is attuned to her bloodline specifically because of her father. Jfc.
“Good. This is the only cock allowed in your mouth for the rest of your life, little fox,”
“Absolutely sure?” he said, a small smile curling his lips. “Because when I take you, when I make you mine, you can never be anybody else’s for as long as you live. Do you understand me?” He lowered me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. The weight of him pressed to my body felt incredible. “You will belong to me forever, little fox. Forever.”
He used to call me the King of Air.”
Oh oh title call out
“Down the road, I want you to carry my ring on your finger and my last name…” His hand moved down to my stomach, and he stretched his fingers over it. I held my breath. “I want you to carry our children, little fox.”
“I’m going to corrupt you little by little.”
