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I gasped and turned my head away from Sariel, unintentionally exposing my neck. He smirked, and leaned even closer, nearly touching my skin. I could feel his cool breath. It gave me a tickling sensation that quickly flooded my entire body.
"Your smell… It makes me want to devour you whole," he whispered seductively.
His words triggered my heart. It began pounding, uncontrollably. He chuckled.
"Don't get too excited or I won't be able to stop myself from sinking my teeth into your neck," he said, smirking, then moved away from me.
I blushed. I couldn't help it. Everything about him was captivating me, to the point where I ignored all my fear.
"When your heart is rushing, it increases your scent. It makes me want to mark you…" Sariel snickered.
"To m-mark me?" I asked hesitantly.
"You know, to leave my teeth marks and make you mine," he explained casually while gazing straight into my eyes.
Chills ran through my entire bo
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