My mates in Beastworld

Chapter 222: Chapter 222 Erotic thoughts

Kyra stood on the branch, her heart racing with excitement. "Ready?" she called out.

Lucas looked up, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Ready!"

Taking a deep breath, Kyra jumped from the thick branch. Lucas sprang forward, catching her effortlessly in his arms. He spun her around in a joyful twirl, their laughter mingling in the air.

"Got you!" Lucas exclaimed, grinning widely.

Kyra held on tightly, laughing with delight. "That was amazing!"

Lucas set her down gently, his grin never fading. "See? I told you I’d catch you."

Kyra smiled, feeling a sense of exhilaration and happiness she hadn’t felt in a while. "Thanks, Luca. You really know how to make things fun."

Lucas winked at her and held her hand, his own smile broadening.

As they walked away, Damon emerged from his hiding spot. His face was expressionless, but his thoughts were intense. If he didn’t act soon, he might lose Kyra, and he couldn’t bear that. Revenge was important, but losing her was something he couldn’t accept.

He had been keeping an eye out for any sign of Benjamin or Sandra, but there was no news. His thoughts turned to how he could make Kyra stay with him while also pursuing his revenge. Making her fall in love with him seemed like the only way, though he wasn’t sure how to overcome her reluctance. Did she truly forget their kiss on contest day, or was she pretending to forget? Damon was determined to find out and to win her heart.

Damon’s eyes darkened with a determined intensity. He couldn’t bear the thought of Kyra being intimate with anyone else, especially not with another male or her mate. The thought ignited a fierce, possessive anger within him.

Fu*k it!

"Damon!" A voice called out, breaking his grim contemplation. He turned sharply in the direction of the sound, his expression quickly shifting from anger to focus as he walked toward the voice.

He had a plan to make Kyra his, and he needed to find the right moment to put it into action. The thought of losing her was unbearable, and he was willing to do whatever it took to ensure she was by his side, no matter the cost.

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Kyra watched Lucas cook, her curiosity piqued. "So you’re going to make something?"

Lucas nodded enthusiastically. "Damon is a stranger to us, but he’s already done so much. I can’t wait for him to cook for us. We need to find a way to repay him for taking care of you."

Kyra smiled at the thought but then grew thoughtful. "Hmm... I think that’s a great idea. I just don’t know how to repay him."

Suddenly, a voice in her head muttered, ’With your body.’

Kyra’s face flushed, and she looked almost shocked. Her thoughts were interrupted as Lucas turned to her with concern. "What happened, Ky-ky? What are you thinking?"

Kyra quickly shook her head, trying to compose herself. "Oh, um, nothing. Just...thinking about how to thank Damon properly."

Lucas raised an eyebrow but seemed to accept her explanation. "You look like you’ve had a sudden shock. Are you okay?"

Kyra forced a smile, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Yeah, just had a strange thought. You know, sometimes my mind goes off on its own."

Lucas laughed lightly. He didn’t entirely believe her, noticing her strange behavior since coming out of the bathroom. He decided he’d find out what was really going on soon enough. Anyway, what secrets could truly be hidden between them when they were so close, both physically and mentally?

As he thought about that night, he felt himself growing hard. Kyra’s eyes widened when she noticed his bulge. "You’re crazy!"

"Crazy for you!" Lucas pouted, glancing down at his hard-on. "Look what you did to me."

"Shameless wolf," Kyra muttered, blushing deeply. "It’s daylight; you can’t do that now."

"When did I ask for anything?" Lucas smirked. "Oh my goodness, you’re so naughty, Ky-ky."

"I hate you," Kyra said angrily.

"Oh, I know. When you say you hate me, it actually means you love me more," Lucas teased, laughing.

Kyra rolled her eyes and hurriedly left the kitchen, her cheeks still flushed. As she raced out, she collided with a large, solid body. Startled, she stumbled but was caught around the waist.

Her eyes widened as she looked up to see Damon. His expression was sharp and cold as he fixed his gaze on her.

Kyra looked up at Damon, her heart racing.

His eyes were intense, a mixture of concern and irritation.

"Are you alright?" Damon’s voice was low.

Kyra quickly regained her composure, stepping back. "Yes, I’m fine. I didn’t see you there."

Damon’s eyes softened slightly, but his expression remained serious. "You should be more careful. It’s not safe to run around like that."

Kyra nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I know. I was just... distracted."

Damon studied her for a moment, then his gaze shifted to where Lucas was still standing in the kitchen, a knowing smirk on his face.

Damon wasn’t pleased with the whole situation and barely spared Lucas a glance.

"Little thing..." Damon called out, his hands full with bags.

’...so handsome! Look at his Adam’s apple, those sharp eyes, and those sexy lips. I’m going to faint! And those muscular shoulders and oh my, his abs are visible through his robe...how big...’ the voice in her head muttered, admiring Damon.

’Oh my god, what would it be like to f...’

"Shut up, shut up!" Kyra shouted, her face burning red.

"Little thing, what’s wrong?" Damon asked, noticing her flushed cheeks. He touched her forehead with the back of his hand, concerned. "You don’t have a fever, do you?"

Lucas, seeing Kyra’s strange behavior, hurried over. "Ky-ky, what’s wrong? You’ve been acting so weird."

’What could possibly be wrong with innocent, shy Kyra? She’s just flustered by hearing some own erotic thoughts... ’ the voice in her head whispered, making her cheeks flush an even deeper red.

Kyra could hardly meet their concerned gazes. Her face was burning, and she felt utterly embarrassed.