Pauly’s POV.

“Paul… I think I—” Eleanor breaks the silence.

Her breathing was still struggling to regulate. Somewhere between me making her come on the sofa with my fingers, we ended up in the bed where true to my word I made her shatter. I Drank her in like honey as her cries bounced across the walls of the apartment, only to then watch her feed me into her body slowly.

I knew it would be a long time before I forgot the look on her face as ...