44. I am yours
Lea I laid my head on his chest after our intense mating. My bump was comfortably placed between us. I was supposed to be angry with him, I was angry with him, but I couldn’t stay away. The pull was just too strong, almost overwhelming. I wanted him so badly, I needed him so badly. He planted a kiss on my forehead, “Are you tired?” “No… It’s hard to sleep because of the nightmares. Let’s call a dream-eater demon,” I proposed. “We could, but succubi can be nasty. You don’t need a succubus, I can enter your dreams and comfort you there, dream with you, as I did before.” “You did before?” My brows furrowed slightly. “Yes, twice. Once when you were in captivity and a few nights ago when you woke up wriggling,” he explained, caressing my hair. My surprised eyes opened widely, “I w
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