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26 ◆ Bonded To The Pureblood ◆
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× GRAPHIC CONTENT BELOW NOT INTENDED FOR YOUNG READERS ×◇ KEL ◇
For years I'd been convincing myself that I was asexual. That I didn't need sex to feel whole. That I didn't need intimacy with another human being to feel like a normal person.
At first I thought, being celibate and staying single would be a good way to avoid unwanted anxiety. In my case, it often resulted in depression or anxiety attacks from time to time.
But now with Miles being intimate with me again, my senses just barred any other sensation except the familiar warmth of his soft mouth leaving gentle kisses on my neck. He kept licking and kissing me. Like my skin was his evening snack, or something.
Some nervousness and concern disrupted my thoughts for a moment, but he wouldn't hurt me. He was always caref
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