Something Is Fishy
Third POV
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"You make me so hungry." The words meant different things to both of them.
Valentina's lips grazed against Kyros' neck, her teeth taking a nip of his skin as his hand moved over her back to find something to unzip, unbutton, so he could get rid of her gown.
He didn't find it.
His frustration tussled with his horniness and once again, he caught that glimpse of darkness in Valentina's eyes.
It must be his insane sexual drive that was making him see things.
Her fingers curled around his neck as she rubbed against him.
"Better soldier, best a meal."
"W--what---" he was starting to ask when her lips collided with his and stole his senses away.
Who needs thinking?
Certainly not him.
Her gown was off and the only reason he knew that was because she had pulled away from their kiss, to pull it over her head and toss it to the floor.