Kyra's POV
I awoke with a start, my body drenched in sweat, my heart pounding so violently I feared it might burst from my chest. Sylvia stirred restlessly within me. My cheeks were burning and my sex throbbed. I had a dream—and it wasn't just a simple one.
The remnants of the dream still clung to me. First, it had been Nathan, his fresh, minty scent wrapping around me in passion. Then, the vision shifted abruptly, turning into Kieran—his ice-blue eyes burning into mine with an intensity that jolted me awake.
I didn't know why I dreamed like that. The heat between my thighs was undeniable, my body still thrumming with unmet desire. Maybe it was because they'd taken over my thoughts all this time, and my pregnancy hormones were kicking in again. There was no other explanation for why I'd dream of both my ex-mate and my stepbrother in such... compromising positions.
