Page 49 of The Third Storm

The blood continued to drip from my finger. I was numb everywhere except for my love for BeLew, and my sick longing for Sam.

“We’re bringing supplies to the two hundred tomorrow night. He can be there,” she urged. Her eyebrows lifted as she wrapped my hand in a towel. “I’ll call Luke and set it up.”

I nodded as the rest of my body remained motionless.

Four weeks since we held each other in our bed.

Four weeks since I tasted his cum in my mouth.

Four weeks since I felt his lips on my body.

Seven weeks since I had a period.

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