“You’re mine,” Rowan grunted, the veins of his neck bulging. My body soared as another orgasm rocked me. This one more intense than the last. More intense than anything I’d ever experienced in my life. Suddenly, Rowan stopped. Completely. Gripped my hip with one hand and the back of my neck with the other. “Say it,” he gritted out. His body was stiff, his stare cold, almost feral. Rowan was holding himself still with great effort. “Say you’re mine, Nora.” “I’m yours,” I gasped. His eyes blazed with satisfaction as I tightened my legs around him. “Now say you’re mine,” I demanded. He grinned.
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