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Chapter Twenty-Five: Holy Water

Helaine

Twisting on top of the coffin, my wrists bound in leather, I all but screamed his name. He couldn’t see my face, blindfolded by the fabric of my own shirt, but tears of sheer, overstimulated ecstasy were spilling down my eyes like twin rivers.

It was agony, of the most exquisite variety.

I ...

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