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... Maharet lay in the smoking crater where his bed had been. She panted, clouds of smoke flowing out from between her red lips with every breath. There were no words. Just a look of surprise, exhaustion, appreciation, and complete surrender. The sex had been good before, but this time it was incredible.

How does he do it? She wondered. How does he make me feel like this?

When they got to hell she had expected Bael to rip her clothes off and take her right then and there. And she had ...

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