Forbidden Taboos : Steamy dark stories
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But the true altar waited at the far end: a raised platform draped in black velvet, surrounded by seven robed figures—three men, four women—all naked beneath their open cloaks, bodies oiled and gleaming in the candlelight.
At the center stood the Veiled One.
Tall, broad-shouldered, face hidden behind a featureless black mask. Only the eyes were visible—golden, burning with an ancient hunger. Between his muscular thighs, his cock stood erect—thick, veined, already dripping with a shimmering violet fluid that caught the firelight.
Liora’s breath caught in her throat.
The circle began to chant—low, rhythmic, ancient words that vibrated through the stone floor and into her bones, resonating in h