Now, he promised Nyx he'd let her handle the situation, but that did not mean he couldn't do something on his own.
Namely, fuck the living hell out of Luna.
Have her experience what it feels like to be hopeless.
Strictly out of his immense love for the girl, of course…
But not immediately.
Kaiden's eyes moved to Bastet.
The proud Solar Empress was reduced to a trembling mess. Her thighs still quivered from the climax he had wrung from her body, and yet, even in her exhaustion, her chest rose and fell with a rhythmic purr.
He climbed over her, letting his shadow blanket her glowing, sweat-kissed skin.
His hand roamed across her majestic body, one that was not built for fragile litheness but for divine allure. She was no slim little kitten. Bastet was thick in all the right places, a gorgeous woman of plush curves and toned muscles wrapped in sun-kissed tan. His palm brushed her tail, stroked her slim waist, then cupped the firm swell of her perky ass.
