Lyra's POV
Orion’s breath was warm against my skin as he slowly lifted my thighs.
Then he kept lifting me up, and I arched my back instinctively until my wet coochie was at the same level with his face.
I gasped and held onto the iron bar above me for balance.
Without hesitation, he buried his mouth in-between my thighs, his tongue swirling on my swollen c******s like an expert.
A soft moan escaped from my lips, and my thighs shook around his head.
His lips didn't take any break.
He was even more passionate than Keto with his mouth.
I groaned in pleasure, unable to keep quiet.
“Orion,” I gasped, my voice laced with desire.
My hips jerked against his mouth as the pleasure heightened. “Don’t stop… please, fuck."
There was no gentleness in his approach, and my breathing became ir
