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Her own eyes spring open, then she glances at her chest When she laughs, I feel a slight relief

“That’sainst it “It’s how I get my Salvistis infusion”

“Oh,” I say in fascination as I touch it gently “Does it hurt?”

“Not really”

“So they just stick a needle right in there?”

“Pretty much”

“Wow”

I run ain, then dip my head to brush my lips over it The skin is just as soft there as everywhere else, but with a little bit of hardness It’s like Regan herself—soft and strong

But enough of that I drawpast the port in her chest that receives her lifesavingmy name like a prayer

I keepto miss an inch of her skin The swell of her breasts, the lace edge of her bra Things I’ve seen a million times before but never like this

Never like Regan

Front catch easily unclasps, and I nudge the edges of her bra aside with ue up the inside of her breast, across the top, and flick her nipple

“Dax,” Regan cries, and I suck on her gently

She bucks underresponsive, and my entire body vibrates with the need to be in her

But cooddamn little sister

Baby sister