I notice how you wince when you are forced to your knees in the sand front of me in our beach-integrated castle. I lean and close then whisper “Say yes and I will pretend to bite down. Please believe I don’t want to force you or hurt you and trust the person you used to know is in here somewhere.” I straighten up and say louder “Do you accept me as your mate, or accept your fate?” I have to fight hard to show no emotion
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