FORBIDDEN LUST
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MatureComplete Thu, Jan 13, 202216m
"Like the river, My yearning ebbs and flows,
the waves of desire stroking your body,
its lust and evil coursing through my veins,
your blossoming flower,
drawing me in like a bee to sweet nectar,
you are mine, but I am not yours,
for only I can wish to have you to myself"
Mature historical romance
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