DACE
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"No, Alpha Devereaux"
That fire in her eyes, despite how much the hunger blossomed in them, even after she had just cum against my pants like the willing little demon she is. And yet she doesn't give me what I WANT. The longing to have her say my name again so I can record it in my brain, the last time she did was when I captured her. I have no idea why I suddenly want her to but it's only fair because I call her HERS, and not that fucking title she claims she has.
She's not a fucking Countess… not anymore after I'm done with her.
I removed my fingers now coated in her juices, she's dripping everywhere and her scent has never been stronger, suffocating everywhere and drowning my senses in its depths, triggering a part of me I can't explain.
