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10. A Beautiful Love
Millie's POV.
I woke up remembering what had occured the night before and how I had killed many people. I'm not sure of how I had come to enjoy it but I no longer cared anymore. I got up to go use the restroom since my bladder was about toe explode by this point. After I had left the bathroom Brian was there suddenly in his bed with a seductive smile. Cannibal or not he wa pretty harp and very tempting. I heard him chuckle as he pulled his finger gesturing for me to come over to him which I obeyed. He then took me and laid me on my back crawling overon top of meand we started making out passtionately. His tongue exploring my mouth as I moaned into his mouth. His hands groping and feeling around my body he then whispered into my ear saying, "I could just eat you up Millie." I smiled in a bit of a fear as he stroked my cheek biting my lips. I winced in a bit of pain but I could feel myself getting lost in his touch and kiss as he explored my body with his mouth. I starte
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