Lyra felt heady with pleasure that she was feeling. Kyrell had walked with her, still flushed against him, back into the bathhouse. He ripped off her dress and threw it aside, leaving her fully naked. As she had just woken up, she was not wearing any inner garments before visiting Kyrell's chamber. Maybe this was what she had in her inner thoughts. To flaunt herself naked and gobble his handsome self up. Ugh.....she felt like such a slut. It was not shameful in the least. She was ready to acknowledge that she was indeed a slut when it came to her hot mates.
She managed to barely open her eyes and look at Kyrell as he was lapping on her breasts.
