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Pound of flesh

*Content Warning: Violence of a sexual nature is depicted in this chapter and may be triggering for some readers.*

My fingers trembled as I glared down my nose at Ethan. This false sense of power flows through my body and I imagine all the ways I would love to end him. His slimy hands slid up my thighs and rested on my hips as I straddled him. His hardness jerks against my backside and bile rushes to my mouth. I swallowed it down and lower my hands. They glide down my body and his eyes tracked the movement.

Mechanically, I ground my hips and when I knew he was entranced I lowered myself. His eyes flickered to my face before lowering back to where my body lifted up off of his. While he was distracted I extended my claws slowly.

After I prayed to the Moon Goddess for strength and agility as I drove my claws toward his chest. They pierced skin and he roared. My hand sunk an inch into his flesh and I could taste freedom on the tip of my tongue. His hands gripped both of my wrists and I lo
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