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... smelled of sex and sweat and victory. Yet something was wrong.
Kaito sat alone on the edge of the palace balcony, bare-chested, muscles slick from battle. His hands trembled—not from exhaustion, but from instinct. His Seed was pulsing strangely, not wildly like before battle... but unevenly. Like it was being called.
From within.
Behind him, one by one, his girls were returning from the cleanup. Kaori was the first—quiet, bruised, her ink marks glowing faintly. She presse ...
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