Kiran lay before him, a vision of pure desire on the dark, soft bed. Her legs were open wide, an open invitation, and Eren's gaze went straight to the sight between her pale thighs. He thought it would be different. Given how wild she was, maybe something rough. But what he saw was the opposite.
Her pussy was amazing. Unlike Seven's, which was darker and tighter, Kiran's was soft, a welcoming pink, framed by delicate silver-white hairs that matched her own. The lips were full and open a bit, shiny with natural wetness that glowed in the dim light. It looked incredibly tender, very sensitive, and utterly lush. He could see her clit, a tiny jewel at the top, already swollen and promising great feelings. The smell from her was strong, a sweeter, richer mix of the cinnamon and metal in the room, now with the rich scent of an aroused woman. It was juicy, really juicy, like a flower ready to be touched.
