with desire, but resisting. “I…I…I harbor no disbelief,” he stammered. “My guru taught me how to merge with the divine and I trust him completely.”

Ishvari leaned forward and pressed her hardening nipples against his chest. “Be honest now,” she murmured beguilingly. “Why are you in robes? Did Rudra himself seduce you with his harsh magic and unearthly visions into worshipping him?”

“I have not been so blessed,” he said curtly, brushing her hands off his shoulders. “I forsook the world to fulfill my father’s dying wish. He sent me to a guru who, after training me, ordered me to begin my practice. I was happy to comply.”

She drew into her nostrils his sweet-sour wanderer’s breath. Such a pity the lad was s...

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