A few paces away from all the slaps and the moans, the wet sloppy sounds and the intoxicating smell of lovemaking, Keza had regained her strength.
Not fully, but at least now she could stand up.
She wobbled to her feet and turned around to stare at the couple on the floor just a few steps from the bed, and she couldn't believe her eyes.
Seeing the way Hippolyta was twerking her ass, screaming and dirty talking to Byron, Keza felt threatened.
She was the succubus. She was supposed to be the depraved one. She was supposed to be the one to get Byron's dick up her ass first.
Yet, it seemed Hippolyta's ass was close to getting it before her.
'Where did Lyta learn all that?'
She remembered the way she had always been the one who told Hippolyta all about sex, always laughing at her for how naive she was to have kept her virginity for a man like Orpheus who had had another woman in his heart at the time.
