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... long shadows across the walls. Thorne’s snores came steady and deep from down the hall—thick sleeping-herb tea had done its job. Lira was still out at the village square. The house felt empty, heavy with silence.
A soft knock. The door opened before he answered.
Elara stepped in wearing nothing but the thin white nightgown. Her nipples were already poking hard against the fabric, dark circles clearly visible. Her thighs rubbed together as she walked—wetness already slicking her ...
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