Pavora
**“Watch them, Ayami,” he whispered hotly against her ear, using the intimate name again. “See how freely they give themselves. How their magic strengthens with every release.”
Kaelith’s fingers crept higher, teasing the edge of her underwear. “I could mark you right now,” he murmured. “Write my name across your pretty cunt and fuck you until it fades. Or let the whole court watch as I claim what is mine.”**
Trapped between a jealous court that wants her gone, a rebel faction that wants her to kill the High Lord, and her own treacherous desire for the man who manipulated her fate, Lyra faces an impossible choice:
Save the man slowly dying for her…
Or destroy him to set herself free.
He claimed her body to save his world.
But his obsession may claim both their souls.
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