7. Death by C*ck

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Sakina I woke up feeling well rested and warm. So warm. I scrunched my eyes, shuffling back into the warm arms that held me. My eyes snapped open. Lucien. F*ck. My nightdress had risen up and my ass was pressed against his abdomen and lust began to course through my body at the feel of his skin against mine. F*cking s**t. His arm was slung over me, keeping me in place. His breathing was slow, steady. Good, he was still asleep. I manoeuvred myself out of his grasp, rolling away from him slowly. I breathed a sigh of relief when I stood up, away from his intoxicating vanilla scent. That had been too close. I wouldn’t be able to do that again. I needed to get out. I felt suffocated, surrounded by his scent, my chest heaving with the pain of having him so near to me, unable to do anything ab

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