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Chapter 12: Taste Test
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... rald depths ablaze with hunger that mirrors my own. Agof sits slumped against the wall, his face a portrait of humiliation and disbelief as he watches my wife dismiss him completely.
"Come here," Sirre purrs, her voice liquid velvet that wraps around my senses.
She grabs my arm with surprising strength, her nails digging into my skin as she pulls me toward the bed. I stumble slightly, my bad leg protesting the sudden movement, but the pain is distant, irrelevant compared to the n ...
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