Chapter 91Elion Moore. One breathless plea and I lost it.Everything in me rejected control that instant; my body, my soul, my beast.They demanded to be fed.And when those daring words dropped from her lips, I charged at her like a savage beast. Because I had gone mad. Mad with hunger, mad with desire, mad with need.God, those days I spent in the camp left me starving.And now, I wanted to devour…until there was no more sperm buried in my balls.“Fuck it!” I groaned, grinding my teeth as a new wave of hunger descended on me.I charged at her before she could take her next breath. No, I attacked her like I had gone feral.My tongue dove down her throat as if it was marking its territory as it claimed every corner of her mouth.Goddess, the taste. I fucking missed it.My hand hijacked her neck, my grip tightened against it as I deepened the kiss, clashing my tongue against hers, tangling my lips with hers like the world was about to end in a few seconds. Her filthy moans trigger
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