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Humans were never attractive to me, so her softness shouldn't be so arresting. Her eyes, too blue for mortals, catch the dim light and throw it back at me. Her hair's the color of wet earth - dark and soft. I want to touch it just to see if it's real, to feel whether it's as warm and alive as it looks. She's smaller than me, fragile in a way that shouldn't command space, yet somehow she fills every inch of it.
I don't have words for beauty. I never needed them until now. But when she looks at me, something burns in my chest. Something that feels like wanting and pain at the same time. I won't let Lilith touch her.
Rae
"Oh, God..." I beg into the open, a low groan leaving my throat. "Please."
Maybe I am being haunted. The thought doesn't scare me as much as it probably should. It should send me running for a priest or a ghost hunter, but all I feel is a strange, lingering warmth. If this is what a haunting feels like, being touched and cherished with a desperate, unseen intensity... then I don't hate it.
I don't hate it at all.
Thisobe contains forced proximity, explicit sex scenes ranging from consensual gagging to loss of virginity. This book has many triggers, including but not limited to: CNC, attempted SA, torture, mentions of child abuse, attempted child abuse, parental abuse (mother), and more, so please read carefully and completely, as your mental health matters.
