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... ith the ragged, wet breathing of Ya Su and the satisfied hum of Alaric.
Three hours.
For three entire hours, the intermission had stretched on, a span of time that felt like an eternity to the Chief Auctioneer of the Gilded Lotus. She was kneeling between Alaric’s spread legs, her mahogany hair a disheveled curtain around her face, her jaw aching with a dull, throbbing persistence. Her plump, red-painted lips were swollen, slick with the evidence of her "service," and her throat ...
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