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It almost sounded like she was really asking me whatshemeant to me.
I cupped her jaw, guiding her to look at me fully. "It means you're bound to me," I said, feeling every word down to my soul. "That you're now and forever tied to a cursed monster."
Her breath hitched as she leaned into my touch.
"Will you tell me about it?" she asked as she kept her focus on me. "The curse, I mean?"
"All in good time, pretty flower," I responded. "But first, it's morning. Which means it’s time for my milking. Are you going to be a good girl and open that dirty mouth of yours so I can fuck your throat, or will we start slow with your hands today?"
She shivered in a way that promised only good things.
"Whatever my master wants."
