It’s a rough night. Kane keeps rolling over to my side of the bed, losing his mind and groping at me, trying to be with me. And every time he does, he shakes himself out of it and asks me to stop him. And as the night wears on, I’m becoming more and more reluctant to do it.The physical sensations caused by the heat are nearly unbearable, but it doesn’t cloud my mind like it does Kane’s. It’s becoming almost painful to deny him now. My muscles ache and throb, my skin is on fire, and the constant arousal that was merely annoying earlier is now an intense, pulsating need.Sometime during the night, I wake up with Kane lying flush against me, his face in my neck, breath racing past his lips as he growls and begs me to stop him. “Why?” I ask. “Why do you want to stop? You are in pain.”He’s out of his mind, delirious, scratching at his own body like he’s trying to tear his own skin off, but there is a
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