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... k real milk before.
Not once.
After that particular disaster involving milk harvested from collapsing black holes, the taste had been so foul he swore never to drink milk again as long as he existed.
And yet.
Here he was.
Drinking milk.
But this was different.
This was not milk born from the destruction of countless planes. This came from a petite human woman’s body instead.
And disturbingly enough.
It did not taste bad.
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