Chapter Seventeen: The Seduction of Power
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Crow stood tall, surveying the 13 Divine Rank women before him, now broken and under his command. Their once-mighty auras, which had filled the air with an overwhelming sense of power, were now nothing but faint echoes of their former selves. The vast energy they once exuded had been stolen by Crow, leaving them as nothing more than tools to be wielded at his whim.
But what truly captured Crow's attention was the way they looked at him now.
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Aeryn, her ethereal beauty undeniable, took a slow step forward, her eyes locking onto Crow's with a look of both desire and reverence. Her long, flowing hair cascaded around her, and the aura of her once-divine power seemed to swirl in the air as she moved closer.
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"Master," she purred softly, her voice silky and inviting. "We belong to you now... and we will serve you with everything we have." Her words were filled with a potent mix of obedience and seduction, her body swaying as she leaned in closer, practically pressing herself against him.
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Xelvaya, the next in line, stepped forward with a soft, seductive smile. "You have claimed us, but we will give ourselves willingly. You deserve to have everything... including us." Her fingers traced lightly down Crow's arm, sending an electric current through him. Her eyes glowed with the kind of longing only power like his could invoke.
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Mar, with her graceful movements and knowing smile, reached out and gently brushed her fingertips against Crow's chest. "Master," she whispered, her voice rich with sensuality. "You've shown us that true strength comes from complete surrender. We surrender to you."
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Nyx, the fierce and mysterious one, gazed at Crow with a look that was both lustful and worshipful. "You have taken our will, but our devotion is yours now. All we have is yours to command." She licked her lips seductively, stepping closer to him, her body language practically begging for his attention.
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Astralith, her celestial beauty seemingly unearthly, stepped up with a knowing smile. "We will be your strength, your protectors, your pleasure... all in one." Her voice was soft and silky, but there was a predatory edge to her words. Her eyes never left Crow's, her body shifting ever so slightly closer, almost as if she were trying to feel his energy radiating from within him.
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Seraphine, the enchanting beauty of divine grace, smiled coyly, her eyes half-lidded with seduction. "The power you possess is intoxicating... and we are yours to control. We exist to serve you in every way." She trailed a finger down Crow's cheek, her touch light but charged with an irresistible force.
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Lilith, with her long, dark hair cascading down her back, reached out and traced the edge of Crow's jawline with her fingers. "We see the depths of your power, Master," she whispered, her voice breathy and intimate. "You are more than a conqueror... You are the very source of our desires."
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Celestia, with her radiant beauty and perfect features, looked at Crow with a gaze full of longing and obedience. "Master, you hold the key to our hearts and our powers. We belong to you, body and soul." She pressed her body against his, feeling the surge of his immense power fill her.
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Thanara's fiery eyes gleamed with a dangerous lust as she reached for Crow. "You have claimed us, but we will show you how far we are willing to go to earn your affection." Her voice was like a whisper of heat, and her body pressed closer to him as she embraced him passionately.
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Valisca, her strength only amplified by her obedience, leaned in with a smirk. "Our powers are yours to command, Master. You don't have to take anything by force... we're yours willingly."
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Elionra and Zaryndra, moving together in a synchronized flow, both turned their eyes toward Crow, the lust in their gazes undeniable. "You control us," Elionra murmured, "but we will submit to you as your most devoted servants."
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Isolde, graceful and captivating, slid her arms around Crow's neck, her eyes filled with desire. "Master, take us. We will follow you to the ends of the earth... and beyond."
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Avayra, with her gentle yet captivating gaze, stepped forward last. "We are yours to cherish, to shape, to mold." She softly placed her hand on his chest, her voice low and sultry. "Let us serve you, in any way you desire."
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As each of the 13 Divine Rank women clung to Crow, seduction in their eyes, their words carried with them the weight of total submission. They were powerful, yes—each of them an almost god-like being in her own right. But under Crow's command, they had become something entirely different.
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Crow's lips curled into a cold, calculating smile as he surveyed them. His power surged within him, but it was not simply for conquest. No, it was for control. He had made these women—goddesses of this world—his slaves, not through force alone, but by offering them something more tantalizing: the promise of limitless power under his rule.
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"You are mine," Crow said, his voice laced with a dark satisfaction. "And together, we will reshape this world in my image."
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One by one, they pressed against him, their bodies a symbol of the dominance Crow now held over them. Their once divine power was now bent to his will, their obedience his greatest weapon.
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End of Chapter Seventeen.
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