Chapter 14 Slut’s Rules

Nyxara—

“Make me.”

The words barely left my lips before Azrael’s control snapped.

His hand tightened on my throat — perfect pressure, stars exploding behind my eyes — as he crushed his mouth to mine. Fangs clashed. Tongues fought. Smoke and fury and raw need.

He ripped the sheet away, flipped me...

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