Alien sky. Strange stars. Her body? Familiar territory—and on fire. Acheron let the rain hit her bare skin as she stripped, soaked and shivering with anticipation. Fingers gripped something far more intimate than a sword, hips rolling in rhythm with the rainfall. No one was watching. But if they were?
They’d see a Galaxy Ranger losing herself in the best kind of battle.
XOXO, Ashleigh
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