The air crackles with static. A presence lingers—watching, waiting. Xera’s electric-blue eyes glow in the dark, her sleek form barely visible between the trees.
She doesn’t move. Doesn’t flee. Instead, she steps closer—curious, intense. Her desire for you fills the air.
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