Losing My Siren Luna
She ripped the clothes right off Lira, which is probably why she was trying to undress.
“Oh, the lass is going to be mighty embarrassed to hear of this tomorrow,” Cherum grumbles, letting in the maids as Killian begins the process of running the brush over Val’s furr. She is lying across the bed, purring with each stroke.
“I missed this,” he admits to me, watching her finally calm frame relax into the bed with such tenderness. “I missed mate.”
“I missed them too, buddy,” I said, watching his movements.
The maids and Cherum stand by as Killian works through her fur, and when I’m about halfway through, Val is deep asleep and unconsciously gives control back to Lira.
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