Keplin dipped his head to close his lips over her nipple and she arched her body in his arm to give him full access. His other hand’s fingers delved in her heat as he continued to suckle her greedily. Her nipples were pulsing with need. They pebbled. “Keplin! Ah! Lykae take me more!” With Keplin she didn’t need to keep up the facade of being a pure woman, as she had to with Ludwig. Ludwig was the king of Lykae and it was important to have a pure image in front of him so that he continued to believe in her.
