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“As a child, one believes monsters live only in the pages of books. Then one grows up.”
Draven was standing across from me, his arms folded over his chest. He was dressed more simply than he had been the last time, clad in a long-sleeved, black tunic that was tucked in at his waist with a narrow, silver belt. Slim-fitting trousers of deepest charcoal tailored to his lithe muscular form were tucked into knee-high, black leather boots. Small leaves of embossed silver were stamped onto the cuffs of the boots.
“Let me dominate you here, let me command you. Let me tell you to sit on my cock, let me tell you to take me in your mouth, but always know that outside of here, you're not just my equal, you're my fucking superior, and I'd follow you to the ends of the world if you told me to.”
“The greatest sacrifice I have ever made was bearing this child,” she muttered. “How mortal women do it over and over again, I will never know. The number of times I’ve regretted the decision…”