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... Velvet sheets tossed and crumpled. Pillows cast to the floor, one torn open with stuffing leaking like snowfall.
The air? Thick. Suffocating in the best way. Steamed up from sweat and sex and demon heat. If someone opened the door right now, they’d faint from the raw musk of it.
Lux lay in the center like a fallen god. Still hard. Still breathing like a beast.
His wings? Half-folded now, twitching with leftover tremors.
His tail lazily curled around one thigh lik ...
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