-LILIAN-
"This bond… it demands closeness. It demands touch. It demands… completion." He was right in front of me now, his height making me feel small, but I held my ground. "It is not just about protection, Lilian. It is about an ancient need. A hunger that only you can fill."
My mind spun. This wasn't just about being a 'mistress' as a title. This was something deeper, something tied to my very being. I felt a confusing mix of fear and a strange, hot flutter in my belly.
"I… I don't understand," I stammered.
"You will," he said, his voice a low growl. His hand, so strong and large, reached out. Not to hurt, but to touch. His fingers brushed my cheek, surprisingly gentle, tracing the line of my jaw. "This bond… it is why I spared you. Why I rage for you. Why I cannot let you go."
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