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“I don’t want you to stop. I want to feel you, and only you,” I whisper,
“I’m two seconds away from doing something I regret. I suggest you let it go,”
Like hands holding me, I feel a weight press down on my shoulder.
The voice from the intercom quietly whispers a statement just for me.
“Find us, Forest.” The man's v...
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“I do not have the strength I need to keep you safe,” He says silently,
“Why don’t you reconsider where you've placed your hands,” Fallan says,
“Josh touched you?” Xavier questions, crossing his arms.
“It’s already been dealt with- '' I start, ready to defend the action.
Xavier moves past Josh, kicking the leg of his chair. I watch...
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Even Fallan cannot hide his smile, watching Josh’s stun...
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“I'm starting to have a distaste toward blondes,” Fallan whispers in my mind, my mouth already in a smile.
“Because I crave your love,” he says, his lips grazing over my nose,
“and want no one but me to be able to know you like a map,” he continues,
“I want to paint your body with my lips, and know your every want,” he whispers, his lips one motion away...
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“You're not him,” I whisper, my voice barely understandable.
“I can't keep listening to your thoughts… come to me, Little Dove.” Fallan’s voice urges.
“You hate what we are, deep down. As long as you do that, I will always be separated
“Your wall is fully down, Dove,” he says, moving closer,
can hear every sinful thought coursing through your mind,” He whispers,
his mind unable to hold up its barriers as his thoughts of tasting my lips pass over my mind.
“You're getting better,” he whispers, slowly moving me off of him.
"Though that thought wasn't yours to see,...
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“Even though your wall falters each time I get close to you…
I run my fingertips along the skin, feeling how it curves like mine. He shutters beneath the touch,
“I have never let anyone else touch it,” he whispers, moving my hand from the mark
“The minute she tried doing that, I...
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cannot stomach her touch in the ways you think I do,” he mutters,
“If you look at me like that again, Forest, or show me his want for you again,” He mutters,
“I can promise you I won’t be able to stop myself
“I can promise you,” He starts, my body and mind begging to close ...
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“I will make sure he knows I'...
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"What's stopping you then?” I question, pushing him past his limits.
“It’s getting late,” Fallan whispers, his hands nearly under my shirt.
“Why care about the ways Xavier has explored me,” I spit.
Rushing toward me, he slams the wall behind me, his eyes lowered as he speaks.
“God damnit, just hate me so I don’t have to think of you every fucking...
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You eat away at my every waking thought like a vile d...
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“You're one lousy liar,” I hiss, watching ...
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“If I see you touch her tonight, I hold her head down against the table
would have ripped out their throats before they could even have the thought of harming you,” he mutters,
“Your smile has haunted me for more time than you know.
Drawing it only grows the pain of not being able to see it each time you look at me,”
“One kiss and I can never walk away. One kiss and I am yours until the day my heart stops,”
“I will keep you safe,” He whispers, taking a mental note of every feature of my face.
“He thinks you're his'' Fallan continues,

