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Kandy meets her match—or so she thinks. Slayer steps onto the mats eager to test the limits of her legendary strength, and Kandy delivers, hoisting his weight effortlessly against her nude, sculpted frame.  But then—the unexpected. Slayer manages to lift her, and something dangerous flickers across Kandy's face. Arousal. The power exchange ignites her, that rare thrill of being challenged by someone who can actually push back. Power shifting between them in sweat-slicked rolling on the mats. Kandy's thighs clamp and control, Slayer fights for position, their forms tangled in intimate struggle. She loves this—the resistance, the power struggle, and  the proof that she's earned every submission. But Kandy built this body to conquer, and when the final pin comes, there's no question who owns these mats.