Lyra’s fingers curled around the waistband of his pants, tugging them down in one smooth motion. Porn “Damn, Lyra,” he hissed, his voice rough as he tugged her hair gently, pulling her closer. Watch the ships come and go while I make you come apart.”
Her eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto the sprawling view of the spaceport below. He smiled to himself, savoring the sight. He smirked down at her, his chest heaving, sweat glistening on his skin as he watched her body tremble. Luck, skill, charm—it didn’t matter what people called it. He smiled to himself, savoring the sight. She looked both stunning and utterly undone, and the sight only fed Kael’s ego. “Good girl,” he murmured, his voice thick as his grip in her hair tightened slightly, guiding her rhythm. “Oh, gods,” she moaned, her fingers curling against the glass. But instead of letting it take over, he smirked, his hand tightening in Lyra’s hair as he pulled her up to her feet. The bed was a tangle of crimson silk and Lyra’s bare form, her skin gleaming faintly in the pale light.
