Lara Croft — Temple of Carnal Pleasures (354 photos) (Patreon)

The map had promised ruins. What she found was older… and far less interested in being studied.

Lara stood barefoot on the sun-warmed stone, the last of the expedition clothes discarded somewhere behind her. In their place she wore almost nothing: a thin leather bra that barely contained her, a fringe of dyed hide and turquoise beads hanging low on her hips, and red tribal paint streaked across her breasts, stomach, and thighs like living markings. The ancient symbols seemed to drink the heat from her skin.

She had come looking for relics. The temple had other ideas.

Every step deeper into the courtyard left her more exposed, more marked, more willing. The paint was still wet in places, smearing under her fingers when she traced the lines down her own body. The fringe of her loincloth shifted with every movement, offering glimpses of the smooth, flushed skin beneath. She no longer bothered adjusting it.

Lara had always been the one who took what she wanted. Artifacts. Secrets. Danger. Here, the temple seemed to take something from her in return — restraint, hesitation, the last scraps of the proper Englishwoman she sometimes pretended to be. What remained was pure appetite: sweat-slick skin, heavy breathing, and a slow, deliberate walk through the ruins as if the entire place had been built just to watch her.

She paused beneath a stone arch, one hand sliding down her stomach, fingers slipping beneath the beaded belt. A soft, satisfied breath left her lips.

Some treasures, it turned out, preferred to be found… thoroughly.

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