“You won’t hurt me.” She says it so confidently, I almost believe her. I can’t afford to. Explaining means admitting something that I would rather not, but I need her to understand the severity of the situation we find ourselves in. “I wouldn’t intentionally hurt you. But it’s been . . . quite some time for me. I might be able to afford to lose control with one of the people in this realm, but humans are significantly more fragile.” She smiles slowly, and my cock jerks in response. “You’re making it very hard to hate you right now.” “Do you have to hate me?” “Yes.”
