Flic POV
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The temptation to stare into Damon’s eyes proved too sweet to resist. Flic opened her eyes, immediately locking to the crimson ones above her. A white hot heat burned behind them, her words stirring a raw desire within him. The intensity of his gaze sent a surge of adrenaline through her, feeling the restrained power of the Alpha in his grip around her neck. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, her core clenching at the tamed danger above her.
“You’re not very good at listening.” Damon rumbled.
Flic had never attested to be good at being obedient. She couldn’t help herself when a thrill shot down her spine at the weight of his authority. She held the challenge of his eyes, wanting to provoke his dominance. The Alpha grabbed her chin, a smirk playing on his lips
