That Time I Got Drunk and Saved a Demon (Mead Mishaps, #1)
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Demons and goddess shit should be left to the Chosen One. I was just the Tired One, so I’d leave it at that.
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“Cin. You have never, in your life, been capable of being boring.”
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“I’ve never had lazy days by a river,” he said as he pulled my legs apart and kissed my inner thigh. The sensation sent a delicious thrill up my body. “I can’t say I’ve had the time or the luxury to consider what you would call a boring life either.” I let out a gasp as he ran a hand up my body to grab my breast. “But I do like to drink. When I saw you in the kitchen window, I thought to myself, ‘What it must be like to have a family that close. I’ve never had these things. I don’t know how I’d acclimate to them.’ But I know that when I look at you, it makes me want to try.”
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“Good girl.” His voice was deep and rich, like chocolate drizzled over cake.
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“Look at me, Cin. That’s it, good girl. I want to see your face when I find it.”
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He kissed his way down my neck, pausing only to dispose of my clothes. And by that, I mean he tore my blouse off like it personally offended him.