The Cruel Alpha's Flood Mate
He kissed me hard, with no asking in it, one hand in my braid and the other flat on the stone beside my head.
It tasted like salt and my own blood, and it was punishment as much as hunger.
End of Chapter 4
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveHe kissed me hard, with no asking in it, one hand in my braid and the other flat on the stone beside my head.
It tasted like salt and my own blood, and it was punishment as much as hunger.
End of Chapter 4
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