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He felt his orgasm explode into her as his mouth was filled with bitter, metallic blood. He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. Mike was drinking a cup of black coffee. A boy no older than she, Gianfrancesco’s cousin, whispered what he would like to do to her when she stole into the hallways near the women’s chambers to fix herself. Only a few, but enough for me to understand that some act had driven you to this part of the world, where the hunted hide.
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