Lyan's smile widened, and he closed the distance between them, capturing Lara's lips in a slow, deliberate kiss. She gasped, her body reacting instinctively to the intensity of the sensation. The kiss deepened, Lyan's tongue exploring her mouth with practiced skill, leaving her breathless.
Tara watched, her eyes wide with a mix of fascination and arousal. The room seemed to spin around her, her senses heightened to an almost unbearable degree. She felt the pull of the aphrodisiac magic, her own body responding to the sight of Lyan and Lara.
Lyan broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. He turned his attention to Tara, his gaze locking onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race. "Now, Tara," he murmured, his voice low and inviting, "let me show you the same pleasure."
