Chapter 83 Chapter Eighty-Three

Chapter Eighty-Three

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Mirah

I felt dizzy. Drunk on a foreign emotion.  I jolted when he placed his tongue against the place he'd nicked, and sucked forcefully. I moaned, loving the feeling.

His satisfied “Mm,” made me even more needy.

Yes. I wanted this.

I want...

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