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Chapter 230: Chapter 230 Sneaking around 18+
Warning: Contains adult content and explicit sexual description.
Kyra moaned softly into his mouth, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of their kiss. Lucas pulled back slightly, his eyes burning with desire.
"Wanna do something exciting?" he asked in a husky voice, his gaze full of mischief. "Like normal female beasts and wild beasts do? We could try sneaking around..."
Kyra felt a rush of heat despite the cold air around them. Her face flushed, and she could already feel a sheen of sweat forming on her brow.
Kyra’s heart raced as she took in Lucas’s intense gaze and the suggestive tone in his voice. The cold air around them seemed to amplify the warmth between them, making her skin tingle with anticipation.
"Are you serious?" she asked, her voice breathy and uncertain. Despite her nervousness, there was a spark of excitement in her eyes.
Lucas’s grin widened, and he nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "Absolutely. It’s not every day we get to have some fun like this. Just you and me, sneaking around and enjoying the thrill."
Kyra bit her lip, considering the idea.
Before Kyra could respond, Lucas scooped her up effortlessly, his strong arms encircling her as he carried her away.
"Lucas..." she protested as he carried her away, but he acted as though he hadn’t heard. The cold air and the soft crunch of snow beneath their feet accompanied them as they ventured deeper into the forest. Lucas finally set her down behind a cluster of trees, hidden from sight by the thick underbrush and dense foliage.
The secluded spot was quiet, surrounded by tall trees and overgrown bushes, creating a natural barrier from the outside world. Lucas leaned Kyra back against a thick tree trunk, his touch both firm and gentle.
He kissed her with a deep, searching passion, his lips exploring hers with tenderness. His right hand moved to her waist, his fingers warm against her cool skin. As he pulled back slightly, he whispered in her ear, playfully biting her earlobe.
"Do you like wearing clothes Damon gave you?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
Kyra’s eyes fluttered closed, her breath coming in shallow, excited gasps. She felt a deep, urgent need and took a moment to steady herself. "They’re better than two layers of sweaters. They keep me warm," she said, her voice breathless.
Lucas’s gaze lingered on her, taking in her appearance. Kyra wore a white, long dress that clung gently to her figure. The dress was made of a soft, flowing fabric that moved gracefully with her. It had a fitted bodice that accentuated her curves and a skirt that flared out elegantly. Delicate lace trim adorned the neckline and sleeves.
"You look incredible," Lucas murmured, his eyes admiring her. The dress highlighted her shape in a way that made her look both elegant and alluring.
Kyra felt a warm flush spread across her cheeks at his words, her heart racing with a mixture of anticipation and desire. The way he looked at her, with that intense, appreciative gaze, sent shivers down her spine.
Unable to resist, he leaned his head against the softness of her chest, his breath warm against her skin.
He pressed his lips lightly against her clothed left breast, biting gently, causing her to gasp.
His hands found her waist, pulling her even closer, their bodies now pressed tightly together, with no space between them.
"Hmmm, you’re so soft," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against her skin. He buried his face deeper into her cleavage, his breath hot and tantalizing.
Kyra’s hands instinctively cradled his head, her fingers threading through his hair, guiding him. Her eyes closed in pleasure, and her hands traced the contours of his abs, exploring and teasing the firm muscles beneath his fur clothes.
Lucas groaned, the sound vibrating through his chest. His hands moved with purpose, lifting her dress to her waist.
His fingers brushed lightly over her thighs, sending waves of anticipation through her.
As he pulled down her panties, a low moan escaped her lips, and the sensation of his fingers grazing her most sensitive area made him instantly hard.
"Luca, please," Kyra pleaded, her voice trembling with a mix of need and longing. As he thrust his fingers inside her core, the initial shock of pleasure made her gasp.
His movements were deliberate and smooth, each thrust drawing out a deeper moan from her.
His lips traveled along her neck, planting hot, eager kisses that left a trail of marks, his passion evident in every touch and caress.
Lucas’s fingers moved in and out of her, his rhythm steady and controlled. He recalled a scene from a movie, a moment of intense passion, and it stirred something deep within him. With a low, commanding voice, he asked, "Tell me what you want, babydoll."
Kyra’s eyes widened in shock at his question, he definitely Learned somthing from that movie, her breath catching in her throat. She stammered, "I-I..." but her words faltered. Seeing her hesitation, Lucas slid another finger inside her, pushing her to the edge of her control. Her body trembled uncontrollably, nearing the brink of ecstasy, but just as she was about to climax, he stopped abruptly. Her eyes, wide and pleading, met his.
Frustration and impatience built inside her. She reached down, pushing aside his fur clothes to reveal his hardened length. She licked her lips, her gaze fixed on him with intense desire.
Lucas, feeling the pressure of her need and the sight of her eager anticipation, felt himself on the verge of losing control. Without a second thought, he pulled her closer, his hand gripping his length as he rubbed it against her core, teasing her.
"Luca..." Kyra moaned, her voice a mixture of longing and desperation. Unable to bear the teasing any longer, she took his length in her hand, guiding it as she leaned forward, allowing him to enter her. Lucas’s eyes darkened with raw desire as he lifted Kyra’s legs, folding them against his waist. With a powerful thrust, he pushed her back against the tree trunk, their bodies merging with a fierce, consuming passion.
