Once Mated, Twice Shy
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“Raise your gown.”
My breath catches at Demetrius' command.
“What?” I whisper.
“You’re in heat, Talitha.” He says, voice low yet edged like velvet-wrapped steel. “Though you may deny it with your tongue, your body is more honest. It aches, it hungers, and it seeks relief. I can smell how badly you want it, Wildling. How badly you want me.”
My fingers curl into the linen of my shift, knuckles b...
My breath catches at Demetrius' command.
“What?” I whisper.
“You’re in heat, Talitha.” He says, voice low yet edged like velvet-wrapped steel. “Though you may deny it with your tongue, your body is more honest. It aches, it hungers, and it seeks relief. I can smell how badly you want it, Wildling. How badly you want me.”
My fingers curl into the linen of my shift, knuckles b...

















































