18+ Warning: This chapter contains content for mature audiences with mentions of sexual graphics. Read at your own risk.
Kyra felt her cheeks flush as she struggled to find her words. "I-I, um, yes, I suppose so." she stammered, her heart pounding in her chest.
Kyra immediately regretted her flustered response and wanted to bite back her tongue, their expressions darkened even more.
"More handsome than me." Vinecnt muttered in his deep, rumbling voice as he and Lucas rose together from their seated position.
Kyra shivered and backed away nervously on the bed, nearly losing her balance as the two men climbed in beside her.
Vinecnt reached out and roughly pulled Kyra flush against his broad, powerful chest. Kyra landed there with a soft gasp, her breath hitching at the sudden contact.
Vinecnt tilted Kyra's face towards his own, and suddenly she found herself lost in the intensity of his gaze.
