12: A Bird In His Nest

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‘Sage!’ Her mind is screaming one thing, danger, but her body is screaming another, need, forbidden desires. Sage remained glued to a spot, parted lips hungrily inviting her predator. She couldn't look away even if she tried to. “Birdie.” He murmured, a throaty groan that echoed in her soul. His hand slipped up, cupping her small head in his firm grip. Stroking upward, his thumb brushed her lips, squashing the soft tissues beneath his rough touch. She gulped like a zombie, too fixated on him to pull away. His thumb slipped into the narrow opening, pushing into her mouth and trapping her tongue. He leaned in, mingling their breath in a reckless symphony, then paused, dark eyes on her, giving her the chance to flee. Stupidly, she tilted her head upward, slightly brushing their

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