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Archdemon Empress Luna
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"Amare." Ravin's silky, raven hair was a mess as the wisps stood, kinking out in random directions.
If he weren't an Archdemon of Hell, females would have found it adorable.
Ravin had noticed that she had spaced out, fixating on his hair.
He immediately caught on as he consciously tangled his fingers over his messy curls.
Clearing his throat, he reclined one hand to the cushions as he sat with his knees to the side.
The posture showed how relaxed he was after his orgasm.
He lifted his other hand as if to trace her sternum.
When his fingers ran perilously close to the soft rise of her breasts, Luna swatted that hand away and rose from the bed.
She also tamed her silver hair, which probably resembled a bird's nest.