Chapter 495: The Secret Thrill (End)
Lyan’s hands found her waist, guiding her, her fiery red hair cascading over his chest, her emerald eyes glowing with mischief. "Lyan... never change... never stop..."
Her soft, breathless cries mingled with his gentle, loving whispers, his hands exploring her curves, his lips tasting her skin. But even as she moved, even as her body trembled, she leaned back, her voice a playful, lazy laugh. "Don’t... don’t forget me..."
And then Belle shifted, her plush, warm body pressing against his chest, her lips finding his, her soft, hungry kisses tasting of sweet berries. "My turn again... Lyan... make me feel alive..."
Her soft, breathless moans were a sweet, soothing melody, her lips never leaving his, her soft, bountiful curves molding perfectly against him.
One by one, they took their turns, basking in his warmth, his strength, his touch. Each of them felt the soothing comfort of his embrace, the heated, gentle passion that only he could give.
Finally, Alice, still nestled against his chest, whispered faintly, "My turn... again..."
Lyan chuckled, his hand stroking her silken platinum hair. "Still want more, Alice?"
Her silver eyes fluttered, her lips brushing against his. "Always..."
And even as the moonlight dimmed, even as the cool, fresh breeze stirred the tent’s canvas, they all settled around him, pressing close, their warmth a comforting blanket. His strong arms held them, his soft, steady breathing lulling them to sleep.
In that tent, beneath the cool silver light, the world seemed to fade away, and all that remained was the quiet, blissful peace of their shared warmth.
"Good night..." Lyan whispered, his voice soft and warm.