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Needed him.

When I said as much, he rolled me onto my back, freeing his cock and tugging my panties to the side. He filled me without bothering to remove either of our clothes, and I gasped as he hit every sensitive place inside me like the expert he’d become.

My pleasure rose until we shattered together, and he rolled us back over as we came down from our highs, panting.

He released my throat, licking the sensitive place where he’d bitten me. I let go of my hold on his emotions, insanely sated.

“You like it when I’m in charge, don’t you?” He asked, his voice edging on playful again.

I loved it when he got like that.

“Maybe a little,” I mumbled.

“Or a lot.”

“Maybe.”

He chuckled, running his hand slowly down my back. “Do you want to watch a movie or something? I’m not ready to sleep yet.”

I had the feeling that he was holding something back.

Maybe holding a lot back.

Part of me wanted to call him out on it, but I didn’t know if I was ready to deal with the consequences of that.

“Sure,” I agreed.

With his magic fading out of my system, I was starting to remember what he’d been feeling.

One thing in particular.

Devotion.

I didn’t know what to do about that. On one hand, we were going to be mated for the rest of our lives. We would be together in the next life, too, thanks to the bond we’d created. Some amount ofdevotion or connection seemed natural, given the bond between us.

But how much of that could he feel before devotion became something more?

How long until the line between that and love grew too fuzzy to tell one side from another?

Damian turned a movie on, but my thoughts were somewhere else altogether. Somewhere far from the action that played on the screen.

Somewhere new.

And somewhere more than a little bit terrifying.

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Damian fell asleepafter the movie ended, but I stayed up late, staring at the wall holding our blank TV.

His arms were around me, and I felt good.

Too good.

I needed to do something about that… didn’t I?

I didn’t know.

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