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... the leather handle slick with sweat.

His obsidian armor pulsed faintly, its scales twitching as if alive, his shield humming on his forearm.

His eyes traced Aika’s body—graceful, glistening, her bare skin a canvas of defiance and desire.

She dropped to the center of the glowing arena circle, lying flat on her back, her legs spreading with clinical authority, her slick folds glistening, her tight asshole exposed under the red haze.

Her breath deepened, her nipples ...

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