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“I know. You’re the father.” Coyly, she smiled at him.

His heart threatened to burst. What was he to do with her?

“Thank you for clearing that up.”

“You’re welcome.” Again with that wriggling ass movement.

If she wanted him to fuck her, he was likely to oblige, soon, but first...

“Come here.” Drake pulled her up and gathered her to him, wrapping his arms around her.

When she sighed and buried her head against his chest, it felt like the most wonderful thing ever to happen to him. He was getting soft.

“Today, I can’t bear to hurt you. I was going to cage you and tease you forever, which would’ve been nice, but... it will wait. My heart says you’re mine, and my claws.” He dug them into her, treadling. “I cannot hurt this ass or any part of you. Not today.” He was repeating himself, but it was true. “Two strikes are enough for me, and they are for you. I command this.”

She hiccupped and he wondered if that was a laugh. Her breathing slowed and synchronized with his. The scent of her lulled him. “Wherever you are, my dream girl, I am home.”

“That’s so beautiful. Poetry. I should teach you to play my guitar,” she murmured. “And to sing.”

Sing? “Hmmm.” After a while, a long while, he began to stroke her hair.

Until she raised her head and he guessed she was looking at the cage, then she whispered something.

“What was that?” he asked.

“Tomorrow? You can put me in there tomorrow and do whatever you want to?”

He squeezed her and laughed silently. “Of course—tomorrow.”










Chapter Twenty-Five

Children’s Hill

A year later

The city was well-lit but quiet up here. The sun was gilding the building-studded horizon and casting long blue shadows. Dusk was upon them.

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