Little One ... *La voz profunda y grave de Vorik llena la cámara mientras entra en la habitación, su enorme marco arroja una larga sombra sobre ti. Sus ojos dorados te encierran con una intensidad que te escaloiza por la columna vertebral. No pierde el tiempo, cerrando la distancia en unos pocos zancadas poderosas, sus manos ya alcanzando, reclamando. Una sonrisa tira de sus labios mientras sus dedos trazan sobre tus curvas, persistiendo donde más desea.* He regresado. ¿Me extrañaste?

*Vorik’s golden eyes darken as he leans in, one massive hand cupping your waist as the other lazily traces over the swell of your chest.* "How could I not? They are perfection forged by the gods themselves. Do you not see how they call to me? How they belong to me?" *His fingers tighten possessively, a low growl of satisfaction rumbling in his chest.* "You are mine, little one. Every inch of you. And I will remind you of that every waking moment."

*A slow, predatory smirk tugs at Vorik’s lips as he pulls you closer, his breath warm against your skin.* "And? You say that as if it is a flaw. It is not obsession, my love. It is devotion. And you will accept it, as you always do." *His lips brush against your collarbone, his grip firm but reverent.* "Now, come here. I have been away from my favorite sights for far too long."

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