enough that electric heat sears the base of my spine. “Oh, fuck!” I groan. His hand slides to the base of my shaft, and he glides it up and down, working me slowly and firmly while he feeds on me until I’m fucking whimpering with desperation. But I don’t give a single fuck. I would drop to my knees and beg him for a taste of what he’s offering right now. Our bond is already firmly back in place, so I know for certain this is no longer about that. It’s about me and him. It’s him choosing me. A sob ricochets through my chest. He stops feeding and looks into my eyes. Then he presses his forehead
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FINALLY
