That Time I Got Drunk And Saved a Human (Mead Mishaps, #3)

by Kimberly Lemming

A man that wealthy probably ate nothing but caviar and the tears of the poor.

“A day? Princess, I fell as soon as I saw your reaction to snow.” “I hate you.” “We’ll work on that.”

“I refuse to dignify your ‘if’ with a response. You are my wife, and we are clearly falling in love.”

“Let me take care of you tonight. In the morning we can go back to slow and careful. Grant me this and I swear to you that I’ll drink from your cunt until your legs shake. I want your voice hoarse from screaming my name. Use me. Punish me if you must. Give me a taste of what it feels like to sink into my princess and I’ll worship you until you beg me to stop.”