Author's note:
Standard disclaimer applies: Like I made clear in my synopsis... this story contains explicit scenes, so if it isn't your cup of tea, stop now! MC's sudden growth spurt puts him above eighteen. Any similarity to real-life situations in this fictional narrative is purely coincidental.
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Tightened nuts; stiffened mushroom; Willow stared. Although she wanted to connect so badly, she couldn't imagine his fifth limb up her tiny loop.
At first, she thought it looked a bit funny for a divine artifact, and she was unable to come off the feeling of touch. But the thought of it buried in her took the fun right out.
The more she thought about it, the more that part of Alistair's physiology started to look like it had been structured to wound and to torture, rather than to connect with one's creator.
Perhaps, a weirdly shaped guillotine. Willow gulped.
