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The Soft Fall of Queen Marika
🕑 Added 2025-12-16 18:36:49 +0000 UTCMarika sat astride him, her form trembling with each deep stroke he gave, his hands firm upon her hips guiding her pace, not hers. Her breath came light and quick, golden hair clinging to flushed skin, as the other men gathered close, their eyes heavy with want. One brushed her cheek, the other kissed her neck, and she let them—eyes half-lidded, lips parted. “Do with me as thou wilt,” she breathed, “for I am already thine.”
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