Naaghai Lowlands [m] Bitis

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no fellahin could seek to command a mazoi.

but eset's tone made her flicker pharaonic in his blood.

he imagined the press of paw to the heavy power of his throat,

and his eyes darkened into a moonless navy expansion of wanting pupil;

it was not her mouth for which khusobek meant now. it was the downcast head, mouth upon her instep, then ankle, then forearm; the rounded curve of her shoulder; throat, eartip;

her fire, spicewine upon a kiss that was finally at last for her own jawline, and khusobek felt now that eset felt the answering aching fibres of him; hers entire for however long she wished.