Mated To Three Alphas
Licking her lips in anticipation, Kyra tilted her index finger, and beckoned at him to come closer to her.
"I'm all yours," Kyra whispered.
"Naughty, but I like it" he chuckled with a sly smile.
With that, he climbed on top of her and continued with the kissing. This time, it was more intense than the first.
He delved into Kyra's mouth with his long tongue, and intertwined it with his. Together and adorably, they engaged in a fiery battle of french kissing.
Kyra could sense the faint taste of tequila, as they kissed, and she wondered when he must have consumed it.
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