“You’re mine to protect. To adore. To hear. To see. To experience. To love.” A pitted lump burns in my throat. “You’re mine, Auren. As wholly as I am yours. If there’s something you crave, if there’s some freedom you want to try the taste of, then you will do it, and I will be right there with you. Watching you devour your wants. And then I will devour you.”
