Zoe’s POV
It had been two weeks since I woke up in Eddie bed, two weeks where I woke up every day expecting, no hoping, to feel different in some way. Something, anything, to indicate that it had worked. That the pull to Eddie that I was constantly fighting was worth it. I pretended I was okay whenever I saw him, keeping up with our usual playful banter when inside, all I wanted to do was tear his clothes off and have my way with him. It was like he had awoken a beast inside of me that was always ravenous. No amount of toys I used or climax’s I gave myself managed to sedate the hunger, and it wasn’t like I could go out and pick up some random guy to settle my needs as it was part of the contract. Even using protection, there was no guarantee that I wouldn’t catch something that could affe
