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Lucien lay beneath him, trembling, flushed, utterly exposed. Every inch of him shimmered in the dim light, a portrait of aching need and fragile beauty.
"Hah—ahh... nngh—"
Lucien’s breath hitched, his head falling back as Silas pressed a single finger inside him, slow and deliberate. His other hand gripped Lucien’s waist, anchoring him, while his thumb brushed teasingly over his pink nipple—drawing a soft, startled moan from Lucien’s lips.
Fingers tangled in Sil ...
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