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... was no air, no space, no reprieve, only the relentless press of Malvoria's lips against hers, only the heat pooling in the depths of her stomach, only the slow, devastating way Malvoria kissed her, kissed her like she was something to be devoured.
Kissed her like she wanted to burn her into memory, kissed her like she was trying to pull her under, deeper, deeper still, until there was nothing left but this—this unbearable, intoxicating sensation, this fire that spread through her veins ...
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