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Warning: This Chapter contains mature content. Please proceed with caution. Any important plot details will be covered again in the following Chapters.
"This—" Kyra gasped, staring at Damon in disbelief, her eyes locked onto his glowing blue wings that shimmered in the dim light. She could barely process what she was seeing, the brilliance of them almost overwhelming.
Damon smirked, his lips curling into a teasing grin as he leaned closer. "My secret," he whispered, his voice low and filled with mystery. Before Kyra could respond, his mouth descended upon hers, capturing her lips in another heated kiss.
His hands wandered to her waist, fingers gliding over the curve of her body as he drew her even closer. The warmth of his touch sent a shiver down her spine, and the sensation of his wings, glowing softly behind him.
Damon glanced back at Lucas, who had already climbed out of bed and was slowly making his way toward them, shock evident on his face. Lucas couldn’t tear his eyes away from the blue wings spread behind Damon. In all his life, he had never heard of a beastman having wings in their human form. The sight was both mesmerizing and bewildering.
But Damon was completely indifferent to Lucas’s shock. His focus was entirely on Kyra. With a single-minded intensity, he turned back to her, capturing her lips once more as if the world beyond them no longer existed. His kiss was hungry, desperate, filled with a passion that left Kyra breathless.
His hands roamed her body, gently rubbing her waist before moving upward. His wings, now folding in around them like a protective cocoon, created an intimate bubble, wrapping Kyra in a world of glowing blue light. The air between them was thick with desire.
Damon’s hands slid up her nightdress, inch by inch, as he continued kissing her with an intensity that left her head spinning. Kyra looked at him with hooded eyes, her breathing shallow. She felt intoxicated, almost drunk on his touch and the heat radiating between them. Her lips were swollen from his rough kisses, her cheeks flushed a deep pink. The nightdress clung loosely to her body now, barely hanging on, and she was utterly lost in the sensation of being enveloped by Damon’s power, his wings, and the overwhelming surge of emotions coursing through her.
Suddenly, Kyra was yanked away from Damon, her breath catching as she found herself in Lucas’s arms. His eyes, darkened with desire, roamed her face before locking onto her lips. Damon let out a low growl, his eyes burning with fury, but Lucas was completely unfazed by his glare. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Kyra’s neck, trailing heated kisses down her throat.
As Lucas’s lips touched her skin, an intoxicating scent began to radiate from Kyra’s body, becoming sweeter and more potent with every second. It was unlike anything they had experienced before. The scent overwhelmed both male, filling the room with a tantalizing allure that sent their senses spiraling.
Damon’s anger dissolved as quickly as it had appeared, his eyes now hazy with the same desire that consumed Lucas. Both males looked dazed, like they were losing control of themselves.
Kyra’s breath came in short gasps as she struggled beneath them, her moans mixing with cries of surprise. Her hands pressed against their hard chests, trying to push them away, but they were both so much bigger, their strength overpowering her resistance.
She didn’t even know how it had all escalated so quickly. One moment she was standing between them, and the next, she found herself pressed into the soft bed, her pink satin nightdress discarded somewhere on the floor.
Both Damon and Lucas were relentless, their hands roaming over her bare skin, lips leaving a trail of kisses that made her body shudder. She tried to regain control, to push back against the wave of desire that seemed to engulf the room, but their touch made it impossible to think clearly.
Her breaths grew more ragged as they loomed over her—tall, muscular, and radiating heat that seemed to seep into her skin.
Damon’s gaze was fixed on Kyra, his eyes dark with a mix of desire and intensity. He pulled her underwear away with a sense of urgency, his movements quick and deliberate. His breath grew shallow as he traced his nose along the curve of her navel, leaving a trail of warm, wet kisses. Kyra’s fingers gripped his hair, her eyes fluttering shut as she let out a soft, breathy moan.
Meanwhile, Lucas’s hands roamed over her, his touch reverent as he explored her body. He kissed her with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with Damon’s fierce passion.
Damon’s senses were overwhelmed by her arousal, the sweet scent driving him nearly mad. His gaze darkened further as he parted her thighs, his expression a mix of primal hunger and focused intent.
"No... no, Damo..." Kyra’s voice trembled, a mixture of hesitation and yearning. Despite her words, she made no move to stop him. Her body responded with a flush as he looked at her, his eyes locked on her core. He couldn’t help but lick his lips, a primal desire evident in every movement.
With a deep breath, Damon’s large, thick finger slid inside her, the warmth and tightness of her body making his pulse quicken.
Damon’s voice was a low growl as he murmured, "You’re saying no, but your body is telling a different story." He pressed his finger inside her, the slickness of her arousal creating a soft, wet sound that filled the room.
Kyra’s breath hitched, her eyes brimming with tears as she whispered, "More... ah." Her body arched towards him, craving more than what he was giving, her frustration mingling with her desire.
Damon’s lips curled into a wicked smile. "More, huh?" he teased, his tone mocking but filled with an edge of satisfaction. He quickened his pace, each thrust more insistent, moving in and out with a relentless rhythm.
Kyra’s moans grew louder, but Lucas’s rough kiss stifled her cries, his lips crashing against hers with a fervor that matched the intensity of the moment.
