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Awakening Fire

Autor: chelsea
last update Data de publicação: 2026-07-08 23:57:58

Aziel’s POV

The heat started slowly, like a fire someone had lit deep in my belly. At first I thought it was just leftover anger from the meeting with Seraphine. My skin felt too warm. My heart would not slow down. But the longer I sat alone in my chambers, the worse it became. Every breath felt heavier. My thighs pressed together without meaning to. A low ache spread through my body until I could not ignore it anymore.

The kiss.

That was what started it. Ragnar’s mouth on mine. His hands pulli
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