“I’m a fucking snake,” I tell her, the words tumbling from my drunken lips unbidden. “A snake?” she asks, her voice conveying her confusion. “Yeah. I sunk my fangs so deep into him, he had no choice but to let me drag him every which way until I had him where I wanted him. And fuck, did I want him.” I choke on my words, wetness smearing across my face and dripping down my beard and onto my bloody, split open knuckles, the salt adding to the sting. “I coiled myself so tightly around him, neither of us could breathe without the other. But of course, once that happened, I couldn’t fucking find my
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