She’d warned him that She planned to devour him tonight. But he didn’t expect the fierceness of Her ferociousness. And he certainly didn’t expect to hear a low growl as She kissed him. And then another, much more emphatic and louder, as she grabbed his throat and opened it to Her. It was primal, it was feral. It was absolutely intoxicating. In that single moment, he understood what being Her pet was going to be all about.
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