Chapter 900 Quench My Thirst

Lucas grabbed Ashlyn's hand in his. “Come on. Let's head back down.”

Meanwhile, inside the tent on the hill, Joseph was lying drowsily on the hay, fading in and out of consciousness.

It was already deep into the night.

Opening his eyes blearily, he could only feel the extreme dryness on his lips and in his throat. He felt as though his lips would crack at any moment, and he felt as though someone was sanding his throat with sandpaper.

“W-Water...” he mumbled.

Charlotte was lying beside him. When she heard his voice, she shot upright. Her black eyes were filled with worry as she looked at him. “Joseph, how are you feeling?”

Straining her ears, Charlotte finally made out what Joseph was trying to say.

Her expression changed as she hurried to her feet and poured Joseph a glass of water.

Kneeling back at Joseph's side, Charlotte placed the glass by his lips. “Here, Joseph. Drink up.”

Joseph parted his lips and downed the entire glass in just a few gulps.

Once he had drained the last drop, Charlotte withdrew her hand and placed the empty glass on the small table beside them.

“W-Water...”

So, so thirsty...

groggily. His vision was out of focus as he

onto Charlotte's soft lips. Can it

had no energy for any reasoning. He was acting purely on

arm and grabbed Charlotte's thin arms with all of his might, causing the latter

found herself being

and pinned her under

could even react, he had placed

widened in shock and

Mmm...

and pounded

the soft touch of his lips and the warmth

to

was like an immovable mountain. She

heat in Joseph's body. He sighed a breath of relief. This

longer feel as thirsty as he was a moment

continued to suck on her lips as though he

long time passed before Joseph returned to his dreams once again. His body fell next

swollen lips. She was blushing so much that

about to cover Joseph with a blanket, she

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