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CHAPTER THREE
It was beauty weaponized, whether he knew it or not. Ashfall stepped through the rising steam like a figure pulled from Valen’s imagination. His skin was bronzed and glistening under the low light, golden undertones catching where the glow struck him. His body looked carved by pressure and time, with a chest firm and tight, stomach hard with definition, and every muscle cut. His soft cock swung thick and heavy between his thighs with each step, and full balls dangled below framed by carefully trimmed dark hair. His head of long black hair fell loose and damp down his back, slicked away from his strong face, and his golden eyes burned brighter than any other light around the pools.
Valen forgot how to breathe.
