CONTENT WARNING: This chapter contains explicit content. For mature readers (18+) only.
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Damon growled in the nook of my neck, his breath hot against my skin as his fangs grazed the curve where my shoulder met my throat. A strangled sound escaped me, half a whimper, and half a plea. I was trembling, not from fear, but from the overwhelming sensation building inside me. I could feel his restraint crumbling, and that knowledge only made my body burn more.
But just when I thought he would lose control, he froze, as if he had become a statue.
His breath hitched. Then, slowly, he pulled away.
"No," I whispered desperately, trying to keep him close. My legs tightened around his waist, my body refused to let go of the heat of his closeness.
