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... hrouded in the scent of lust and sweat, its crystalline walls glowing faintly, as though the structure itself had witnessed a war of gods and trembled at the memory.
Imu lay tangled in silk, her divine body exhausted but still yearning. She turned her violet eyes toward Lakeman, lips parting with hunger.
"...It isn’t enough," she whispered, her voice trembling with pride and need. "Ten days, and still my body craves you."
Lakeman brushed her cheek with the back of his han ...
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