Eryna still couldn’t believe it; even as she watched, it still felt like a Nightmare to her to see Vidalgo's hand wrap around Nylahs waist. Her touch formed a low-tempered growl going past his lips, moaning around Nylah.
He didn’t stop there; Nylah pushed him against a wall by the kiss until he picked her up, and she straddled him. He sighed into it as Nylah reached for his buckle but paused before stopping it from continuing any further, while Eryna couldn’t even move from her hidden spot; her knees buckled as she tried to stay quiet, even though she could feel something in her breaking again.
Her legs were left too weak, and her body was frozen. "Wait, wait for Nylah; we can’t keep doing this," he whispers against her lips.
"Yes, we can," she whispered, kissing hard on Vidalgo's throa
