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54|Gut Feel
~Elijah~
I told myself to take things slowly. Care for Rory like she was a delicate flower that needed the gentlest touch. She’s in a shaky situation right now. I can sense it; her desire to be with me, the push to run away from this unknown reality of the supernatural world, and the pull of our mate bond.
But goddamn it! She won’t stop testing my control. Being this close to her is thrashing my sense of right and wrong to dust.
She squirmed beneath me, not to get free but to rub her body on mine like a feline. I had her legs trapped between mine, but she arched her body like a sneaky vixen, her core rubbing against my cock. It jumped to attention as if it had a mind of its own and knew how close this woman, my mate, was to me.
“Fucking hell, Rory,&rdqu
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