Page 4 of Make Me Yours


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After all of this, there is only one thing certain: I must get married.

Worse, I either choose to marry someone or the devil himself chooses for me.

Either way, I am well and truly fucked. I’ve never even been actually fucked, and now I am more fucked than I ever thought I could be. No lube, no prep. Just a giant, demonic dick shoved right into me.

What am I going to do?

I can't get married.

I won't.

Opening my eyes, I wipe the blood off of my chin with a damp towel, proceeding to type a quick text to Kai.

ME: Change of plans, I’m not going to make it.

Words have never rung truer. So much for going to the party.

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