Lion Head Mesa [m] forever in debt to your priceless advice

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And that was all it took. 
With a serpentine grin, Zaahira's tongue flicks out from between her lips and presses to a ridged silver cheekbone. Worship me, then, Akhtar. 
And it's then that she snakes a willowed foreleg around his neck, claws digging just at the surface of skin. The longing of his gaze only drives her on, a fire at the base of her thighs. And if he accepts, she would lead him down a spiralling path to the chamber where she sleeps, where she would come alive again beneath him. 

Oh simple, simple Priest, the most cardinal sin that you cannot stay away from.