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Insatiable

Opening her eyes she sighed; having gotten used to losing consciousness and waking up. She noticed her boots and jacket had been taken off, her throat felt dry and parched like the sand in the Sahara desert, spotting the jar of water on the table she dragged herself over, fectched herself a glass.

Downing the first, she fetched herself a second and when she reached her third, the door to her room opened and a worried, shirtless Marcellus walked in.

"Marcellus," she rushed over to him, throwing her arms around him.

He let out a sigh, stroking her back gently he pulled her closer into his cold embrace.

"I'm so sorry for letting you go through all these. I should have been there for you. I should have—"

"—Marcellus," she cut in, nuzzling her nostrils into his skin her tongue dashed out to taste his skin. "I want you like, now."

Her arousal flared and her core throbbed a

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