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90: The taste of Her

Ethan’s POV

I could still taste her.

Her beauty was next to none, and now the taste I’d gotten of her was equally unrivaled in comparison to all the she-wolves I’d ever been with over the years. I didn't think it was possible for my mind to me completely occupied with thoughts of a woman, but all I could think off for days was my mate and her alluring body.

After having one taste of her, I wanted so much more, I wanted to be the only one that was opportune to enjoy the blissful sounds of her moans and her intoxicating scent that drove me wild me with pleasure.

How was she so unbelievably perfect?

The only place I wanted to be was buried in between her legs while she wrapped them around my neck and I drowned in her juices. I hadn't gotten a release and yet I felt so fucking fulfilled by simply watching her tremble as she got hers, and it was inarguably the most beautiful sight I’d ever been a witness to in all my life.

Since then, I’d continuously craved her presence but it seemed like
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