Feathers That Bleed

by Sana Khatri

My chest warms against his stare, and my breaths turn shallow as I continue to watch him take me in. “Dorran.” He meets my gaze. “Yeah.” I lean my head against the wall and grin at him. “Show me what I do to you.” He arches a brow. “Is that a command, Little Swan?” I shrug. “Maybe.”

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