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... ntensity. Sol’s breath came in short, ragged pants, his body slick with sweat despite the cool evening air. His hands itched to touch, to explore, to claim. But he knew he couldn’t give in to the primal urges coursing through his veins. Not yet, at least.
The fire crackled and spat, casting flickering shadows on the faces of the others around the campfire. Lyra and Arelia chatted softly, their voices a gentle counterpoint to the pulsing heat building inside Sol. He knew he should join in ...
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