Tamed By Desire
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She didn't know what she was doing to me.
Every time she held me against her chest, let me crawl under her shirt for warmth, or kissed the top of my head absentmindedly, something inside me burned. It was different from before. This... ache. This hunger. And last night-last night changed everything.
Because I felt it. Every brush of my lips against her skin. The heat of her body. The way her breath hitched when I got too close.
I almost lost control. Almost let her see me.
She felt me too. Not just as her pet, not just as a cat. I know she did. The way she shivered under my touch, the way her breath hitched as if she knew something wasn't right, as if she sensed something more.
But she doesn't know yet.
Not who I am. Not what I am.
Not what's coming.
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