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Chapter 27: Late Night Supper

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He started gently, his tongue swirling in slow, agonizingly precise circles over my most sensitive nerve endings. He lapped at my slick wetness, savoring the taste of me like I was a delicacy he had been starving for centuries to consume.

He sucked the swollen bud between his lips, flicking it gently while his fangs grazed my sensitive folds just enough to send sparks shooting up my spine.

“Oh… fuck…” The moan slipped out before I could stop it.

I hated it. I hated how good it felt. I hated th
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