I smiled at him. I'd just wanted control to mean it would be gone. She doesn't look like security, the brunette said. That worked for me.
He shook his head, stubbornly. I was his Nimir-Ra, and supposedly his dominant. I felt you feeding on a deer. I don't mean it the way you make it sound.
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