crushed the ancient dam

The tremors of excitement welled within her as he locked them in animal rhythm, engulfing her with strength while embraced inside her fertile, loving heat. The fire of their union blushed across her chest, her dark nipples ached with every brush, the noise within her howled. She reached a height which could stand no more and as the flood waters crushed the ancient dam, Lord Malinov spoke low. “My love, Ligeia. Love me.”

Lord Malinov, Journals of Lord Malinov

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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