Lion Head Mesa Voice of man

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Where was the man-made prince who’d once stood in hot defiance to the riverlord? Who slung words like daggers? Where was his armor, and his arms?

How delightfully pliant an ember now, who spoke of worthiness beneath the roughened paws of his king– the god drinking all hallowed gasps from such an elegant mouth. Gone were the slow explorations, Rashpeses lunged for the priest’s jaw and took his beauty within hand and teeth and possessive flecks of tongue.

“Be honest with me, Senmut,” he growled between kisses, “have you ever thought of my wife? Have you ever wanted to touch her?” He drew his mouth roughly against his own.