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The Achdemon of Gluttony
Prince Ravin from the First Circle of Hell
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Ravin's pleasure was like hot coal, it did not flame yet it burned.
As his face loomed closer, Ravin closed his eyes as his mouth slowly descended into hers.
The first thing he did was part his lips to bite into her lower lip to see if it was as soft as it looked—as pink and supple as the peaches.
'Would her nipples taste so much better if he had licked them first?' Ravin wondered.
Ravin kissed her lightly on her trembling lips, hoping that he wouldn't scare her.
Luna had to get used to the way his lips had moved.
One little thing that might set her off, and Luna will push him away.