Owen's voice was a low rumble. "Do you need to feel loved, Stefan?"
His voice was full of sin—warm and inviting. The grey of Owen's irises disappeared—much to Stef's surprise—leaving behind bright and fiery amber around those wide pupils that seemed to pull Stef in like a fucking black hole.
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