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Akayoroi blinked languidly. "I didn't mate with him," she said. "You can say, he mates with me. I was helpless in front of his raw power."
Azhara's scream rebounded off the vaulted ceiling. "You reached his Ant rod before me? I was saving a moonlit seduction! I even dreamed about wearing leaves! He blows it away and loves me with that big meat. But you… you take that before me."
"Your leaves covered dreaming is nothing," Naaro muttered. "How big was it?"
Sha's mandibles twitched. She was usually stoic, but her eyes burned. She stepped forward, voice unsteady. "I… I only wanted to serve and save my sister from him by offering myself to him, to his sexy body… ease his needs. I knew you all fell for him, sister— but so soon?" Her gaze dropped toward Akayoroi's thighs. "You're walking funny. So he must've been very… gods—shook your soul. Even your pheromone trail has aftershocks."
