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    But his hand mped down on me, his grip surprisingly firm, refusing to let go.


    Even though he was still in aa, I was unable to escape his firm hold.


    “Don’t go… don’t try to run away…” he mumbled, still lost in delirium.


    Hearing his weak, helpless plea, I froze, torn between staying and my desperation to help.


    Then, a sudden thought hit me as I nced down at my chest.


    Makenna’s POV:


    I had just given birth, and though uncertain if I could provide the milk Dominic needed, it seemed like my only choice.


    But this was incredibly intimate—and undeniably embarrassing.


    I hesitated, shifting my gaze from my full chest to his pale, weakened face.


    There was no other option; if I didn’t find a way to give him water soon, he might not survive.


    The mere thought of what I was about to do quickened my heartbeat and brought heat to my cheeks.


    Taking a deep breath, I leaned forward, tentatively bringing my breast to his mouth. It felt improper, so I pulled back almost immediately.


    “Water… water…” His faint voice reached me again, urging me on.


    I took another deep breath, my eyes closing as I hesitated. With a slight tremor, I brought myself closer to Dominic, my heart racing in my chest.


    Yet, he didn’t move, his stillness almost maddening. Resigned, I fought the waves of embarrassment and reached for my breast, gently squeezing it.


    After several attempts, a slight response came—tiny droplets, soft and delicate, appearing where I’d hoped. Hope flickered in my chest as I gently ced my nipple back into his mouth.


    As he tasted it, his lips parted ever so slightly, and there was the faintest shift in his posture. Something about that moment seemed to stir him, and I could feel him lean in more eagerly as he began to suck.


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    A shiver ran through me, and my breath caught in my throat as I felt the heat of his touch. It was as though every nerve in my body was alive, trembling under his attention.


    His warm breath grazed my skin, and I felt a flush of heat across my chest.


    Embarrassment washed over me, and I bit my lip, trying to contain the warmth that spread across my face.


    It felt too intimate, too overwhelming.


    Makenna’s POV


    Slowly, Dominic seemed to regain consciousness. His eyes fluttered open, locking onto mine. For a fleeting moment, our gazes held, and I felt heat rush to my cheeks, spreading all the way to my ears. Flustered, I instinctively tried to push him away, desperate to cover myself, but Dominic was quicker. His grip tightened around my wrist, holding me firmly in ce. A teasing glint sparkled in his eyes.


    “What are you doing?” he murmured, his voice low and husky.


    “I just—” I began, but he leaned in, his kiss silencing any exnation. With urgent movements, he shifted my skirt, tugging at my panties and forcing my legs apart.


    I was stunned by his persistence—how could he still be thinking of this now? I struggled, pushing against him, but Dominic’s strength was undeniable. His hands pinned mine down as he lowered his head, his mouth tracing the curve of my neck with a touch both demanding and tender.


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