Beauty in the beast world-Chapter 331: Wetness

After it was clear that Lyra was all right, Darcio left with Demir. Lyra’s mates only believed it after she repeatedly assured them and went on with their day.

Meanwhile, Lyra couldn’t wait anymore. She had to talk to Kyrell as soon as possible, every minute that passed between them without clearing out things would create more misunderstanding. The last thing she wanted now was to hurt her mate when he did not do wrong and was the victim of the circumstance. Lyra stopped in her steps, realizing that she had addressed Kyrell as her mate in her thoughts. That made her heart skip a beat. Her legs moved faster than before, and they hesitated a bit near his chambers before stepping inside.

As soon as she went in, the first sound to hit her ears was that of running water. She realized that he was taking a bath and was about to turn away and leave. She was thinking about coming later, but something made her stop and as though in a daze, she walked slowly inside.

When she finally reached the bathhouse, Lyra froze in her place. Her eyes went wide and her cheeks burned red in shame. Her heart thundered against her chest as though it would plunge out at any moment.

Lyra was no prude. She couldn’t be one when she had so many men by her side. However, time and again, she was left mesmerized by each of her mates. They had their own unique features that she found so charming and sexy. And that, in turn, made her wet. freewёbnoνel.com

That was exactly what she was experiencing right now. She raked her gaze over Kyrell’s well-built nakedness. He was standing inside the plash with his behind facing her as he seemed too lost in his bath time. His beautiful blonde hair was soaked hanging loose on his back. His gorgeous muscles flexed with every movement he made making Lyra clench her pelvis. It was so embarrassing, watching him in secret and then getting horny. Maybe it was her pregnancy hormones that were doing their work or it was her own inner hoe that was taking charge as soon as her eyes fell on one of her men.

Lyra really didn’t know about the reason for her rush of horniness but what she did know was Kyrell’s immaculate bottom hiding due to the water and the way it was teasing her to get a closer look at them.

"I have lost my mind" Lyra couldn’t help but chide herself for her vile thoughts. Poor Kyrell, he had no idea about being gawked by her or she thought. Because the next second, she looked at him, Kyrell was staring right back at her. This time Lyra saw his handsome face and body glistening with water. The little sunlight that managed to peak through the corner fell on him, making him look ethereal. She felt like she was seeing a being that transcended this world. So beautiful that it felt wrong to see him so close.

"Hi," She managed to squeak out as she gave a quick and awkward greeting to him. It was understandable; she didn’t know what else to do. When he didn’t reply to her and just stared, a hesitant smile graced her lips, "I’ll go, call me when you are done"

With that, she was about to leave but stopped when she felt a wet hands enclasping around her waist, "What?" She was surprised by how fast he reached her and was about to turn around but couldn’t due to how tight he was holding her.

Lyra felt his wet hair tickling against her ear as he whispered, "Don’t go....." There was so much desperation in his voice which made her frown.

"Are you still angry with me? Is that why you were leaving?" Kyrell asked while he held her tighter against him as though afraid of losing her. If possible, he wanted to mesh himself with her and become one with her forever. He wanted to cut open his heart and show how it only beat for her. Initially, he was in shock seeing her in his chamber, but soon that turned into worry, and in the end, he was scared. He was terrified about what she would do once they finally talked.

As much as he was looking forward to finally having her near him and hearing her voice, he was also hesitant at the same time. He was terrified about the outcome of their talk. What if she asked him to leave once she realized how incompetent he was in protecting her? What other purpose did he even serve as her male? More questions like the above kept on swirling inside his mind making him paranoid.

"Kyrell?" Lyra called him again when he remained silent. She moved her hand behind her and touched his face, "Are you alright, sweetheart?"

Kyrell nodded into her hands before releasing his hold against her waist. He saw as she turned around to face him. She furrowed her brows when she saw his sad face. Unlike his thoughts, she quickly understood what he was thinking. Her sweetness was blaming himself for everything that happened. Lyra took a deep breath, blaming himself when he was also a victim? That was the last thing she would allow to happen. So, instead of her words, she chose to show her sincerity to him through her actions. She flushed herself against his bare chest making him flinch. Then she looked up at him with determined eyes which quickly turned lust-filled.

Her breath came out labored as she tiptoed still in his arms and pressed her lips against his. Kyrell groaned when he felt her nibble on his lips, seeking entry, and he was glad to allow it. He quickly took control of the kiss as he propped her up maneuvering her legs around him.

Lyra felt her skirt ride up as she felt Kyrell’s burning skin against her thighs. The kiss was her only move with him while he took control after that. He rained his own kisses along her slender neck as she threw her head back in pleasure. This was going to be a long day.