Chapter 44

Tonas bent over Anya, kissing and tonguing the shell of her ear, moving down her jaw. Anya felt rather than saw Jonal loosen Tonas’s trews. Jonal moved to her side and Tonas slid his tongue from her face to his. Anya found her fingers in Jonal’s trews, avidly attempting the laces. One pull, they were loose. Out popped Jonal in all his glory. Tonas remained between her legs with Jonal just at her knee. As a resident physician, Anya had seen plenty of male equipment, these were stellar. She giggled. Stellar, by starlight. A bad pun. She had no idea what to say, so she didn’t speak at all. Although her mind burst with words not her own

::Soft, magnificent, Pa Mici, please, yield.::