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She caught me staring again.

I couldn’t help it. She was huge—twice my height, her muscles thick and powerful, her presence overwhelming in the best way possible. No matter how many times I looked, I still couldn’t believe it.

She smirked, tilting her head. “Still trying to take it all in?”

I swallowed hard and nodded. She let out a soft, warm laugh before kneeling down—her massive body lowering just enough to meet my gaze.

Even like this, she still towered over me.

“I love how small you are next to me,” she murmured, reaching out. Her fingers, thick with muscle but impossibly gentle, traced along my arm before curling around my waist. “I could just pick you up like this… see?”

Before I could react, my feet left the ground, her hands lifting me effortlessly. My heart pounded—not out of fear, but something deeper, something I didn’t quite understand yet.

She held me against her body, her warmth surrounding me completely. I could feel the raw power beneath her skin, the way she could keep me here forever without even breaking a sweat.

“You don’t have to be nervous,” she whispered, pressing me just a little closer. “I love taking care of you.”

I exhaled, melting into her embrace.

“You’re safe with me. Always.”

And as she carried me effortlessly through the room, holding me like I weighed nothing, I realized—she was right.

I had never felt safer in my life.