Chapter 311 Begining of Heating days+ Vincent returns
Damon’s eyes lingered on Kyra’s lips, and he spoke softly, his tone firm yet caring. "We should go back to the room."
Kyra nodded, though her gaze shifted toward the kitchen where Lucas was. "Sure, you go ahead. I’ll come shortly after helping Lucas clean up," she said, starting to walk away.
But Damon quickly caught her wrist, his grip gentle but insistent. "No... you’re pregnant," he reminded her, his concern evident in his voice. "You need to rest." Without waiting for her protest, he gently tugged her towards their room.
As soon as they stepped inside, Damon closed the door behind them, but didn’t bother locking it.
"I missed you, little thing," Damon murmured, his voice deep and filled with warmth as he watched Kyra walk toward the bed. She sat down, wincing slightly as she rubbed her feet, feeling a mild ache.
Damon moved closer, sitting beside her. Without a word, he gently lifted her small foot into his hands.
"Damon," Kyra gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. "You don’t have to do that—I was just feeling a little bit of pain. It’s nothing serious."
"Shh... let me take care of you," he whispered, his tone soothing as he began to rub her foot gently. His touch was firm yet tender, his thumbs pressing into the sore muscles in slow, comforting circles.
Kyra let out a soft sound, nearly a moan, as she felt the immediate relief spreading through her feet. His hands were large and warm, the heat seeping into her aching muscles and melting the discomfort away. The sensation was soothing, and she couldn’t help but relax under his careful touch, feeling her stress slowly dissolve.