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Chapter Eleven

Lysander’s POV

Shit, please don’t stop, I begged in my mind.

Her lips on me were suffocating in the most pleasurable of ways, and I needed more.

The haziness of the alcohol was colliding with the dizziness of the blood loss, and I no longer cared if she understood how she felt. I wanted to fe...

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