A dying world. A cold, metallic god. And the woman born to be his.For as long as I can remember, the valley has been dying. And for as long as I can remember, my bone-white hair has marked me for one destiny: to wed the ancient god that sleeps beneath the peak.
The elders think I walk the temple path out of pure duty. They don’t know about the secret heat that pools in my veins whenever the mountain hums. They don't know that I’ve spent my entire life dreaming of what it would feel like to surrender to a force older than time.
But nothing could prepare me for the sensation of the sacred oil, the tight leather of the ritual, or the first touch of the unyielding metal.
My ancient metal lover drives me to a shattering peak of sensory overload.
But as the ecstasy consumes me, a horrifying truth begins to unravel.
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The elders think I walk the temple path out of pure duty. They don’t know about the secret heat that pools in my veins whenever the mountain hums. They don't know that I’ve spent my entire life dreaming of what it would feel like to surrender to a force older than time.
But nothing could prepare me for the sensation of the sacred oil, the tight leather of the ritual, or the first touch of the unyielding metal.
My ancient metal lover drives me to a shattering peak of sensory overload.
But as the ecstasy consumes me, a horrifying truth begins to unravel.
If you love:
- Dark Sci-Fi & Monster Romance
Biomechanical / Cyborg God claims
Explicit spice
Sensory overload and prolonged pleasure
Slick, sticky fluids and filling
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