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I writhed against his hold. He was like a python, squeezing me until the life leaked from my eyes.
"Hey, chill out, shhhh. It's me, kitten." His voice dripped from his mouth like honey. I knew it was him. The way my body ignited before he touched me told me he was here, and not to play nice.
"Please." I whimpered. His smile grew against my neck.
"I warned you that the big bad wolf was coming, and not to play fetch, kitten."

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