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... r her shoulder—like a dog being called by its owner while still playing in the park.
Nathan swallowed hard.
No more hesitation.
He gripped his mortal spear and aimed it toward the flesh gate of the entity he could never fully comprehend.
Plush...
The tip of his mortal spear began parting the pale folds.
Slop...
He thrust his hips forward.
"Ahhh..."
A long breath escaped his lips—as if the weight of his emotional baggage had ...
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