No. You're just not the first person he's done this for, I reminded myself. Of course he was good at it. He'd had plenty of practice. My chest pinched at the reminder and I tried to sit up, but Khell'ar's claws dug gently into the back of my neck, holding me in place. "You surrendered to my control, now surrender to my care too," he said, but it was gentler than the commands he'd made in the basement. It's not his fault the sex was so good you're feeling possessive, I reasoned with myself. In fact, that was his job. "Let go of yourself, little one," Khell'ar growled near my ear, as if he were
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