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The smooth crystal wand tortured her every moment she gripped it.
For one thing, the crystal activated the urge to breed so strongly, a fever crept across her skin, turning it hot and flushed. For another, the phallic shape of the crystal had her imagining an entirely un-sacred use for it.
Was it the same size as Tomis’ glorious d**k? Not quite. A bit smaller in both girth and length. Which made it quite perfect for self-pleasuring, didn’t it?
Because the ache between her legs had grown too insistent to ignore.
Where had Tomis gone? He would help her with this ache, wouldn’t he? He’d shown himself to be amenable to satisfying her needs, even though he mostly refused to satisfy his own.
She stood up, scanning for him but couldn’t see much through the fall of the water. Well, she’d g
