Dalton looked at Wynter’s face and furrowed his brows slightly. He


    wasn’t able to discern the nature of her dreams.@@novelbin@@


    He extended his hand, guiding Wynter to open her mouth and press her lips against his neck. Wynter, almost instinctively, seemed to be drawing nourishment from him, as if foraging. Her white teeth grazed and gently sucked his neck.


    He allowed her to clutch his cor with both hands. The sensation of


    blood gradually flowing away allowed him to hold her waist with one


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