Nyxara Rising
Rowan’s pants fell, his arousal pressing against her hip as she wrapped her hand around him, stroking them both in tandem.
“Now,” she demanded, her voice husky with longing and the fierce energy of their bond. Kael swept her into his arms, her legs locked around his waist as he carried her to the bedroll by the fire. He laid her down, spreading her thighs, exposing her to his hungry gaze. Rowan knelt beside them, his mouth finding her breast while Kael’s tongue teased her entrance, circling her clit with expert precision. Nyxara arched up, her hands tangled in Kael’s hair as his fingers slid inside her, curling deep. Rowan’s hand joined his, stretching her, filling her with a delicious fulln