The Passing of The King

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I stood under the shower, the water cascading down my skin, when I sensed the subtle shift in air from Valtor opening the door. He joined me, his hands gently scrubbing my back, each touch lingering just a bit longer than necessary. His fingers grazed my most sensitive areas, drawing soft gasps from me. When he slid a finger inside me, a moan escaped my lips, betraying my growing desire. Valtor's grin widened as he continued his ministrations, his mouth capturing mine in a passionate kiss. My hand found its way to his rigid length, stroking him and eliciting a low growl from him. "I won't last if you keep that up, minx," he murmured against my lips, his voice thick with desire. I laughed and turned off the shower, pulling him towards my bed. We tumbled onto it, still wet, and made love wi

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