Nikkolai could pick up that she had something else in mind rather than talking. He looked at her, still flustered, and leaned toward her. But rather than kiss her, he licked her neck. before essentially frenching the spot between her neck and shoulder, he purred, a deep purr, like a large cat as his hand trailed up her side. "Be my bonded...?" he whispered in her ear.
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