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This story http isn't mine at all. Please understand that. I'm just putting it on here for people who want to read it since I think it's the best fanfic in the world, I'm not even joking. This is the girl who wrote it, this is her tumblr : http://han-rawr.tumblr.com THIS IS 100% NOT MINE. Copyright is not my intention. Hope you like reading this as much as I did
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THIS ISNT MINE!!! All credit goes to Han_rawr on tumblr, as most of you wait for a few weeks I'm not! I have the whole thing right here and all credit goes to her NOT ME I'm responcable for moving it here OTHER THEN IT ITS HER's!!! “I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone.

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