Kira PoV
Without breaking our gaze, Eiro lifted me up and positioned himself, his hardness pressing against my entrance.
With a slow, deliberate movement, he pulled me down, entering me in one smooth motion that stole my breath away. It had been a while since we had last done it. I forgot how large he was.
I let out a strangled cry, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he filled me completely, his size stretching me in the most delicious way.
"Kira, you feel so good," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. He began to move, setting a rhythm that was both urgent and unhurried.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Lord Raiyama, Lady Raiyama, the Kuroichi delegation is here," the voice said.
Eiro mumbles a curse. "Can't they wait a minute? We've only just started."
"We can finish this later, Eiro," I said to him, trying to get out of his grasp, but he tightened his grip on my thighs.
