Chapter 66

  Malric's Pov

  They say a taste is a taste.

  But when a taste becomes something I cannot live without, what is it called?

  I don't know. You tell me.

  Delilah.

  Last night was the best—seizing her, devouring her softness, claiming every gasp, every tremble. It almost drove me past the edge. I ...

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