It has admittedly been a while since I posted in the Lesbia series, but it is far from dead. Quietness should never be mistaken for absence…
“Do you still believe you are my equal?”
Ayla smiled gently down at Kira’s naked sweat drenched body. The warrior was spread-eagled on the bed, her loins inflamed and still slick with wetness from Ayla’s attentions. The witch was equally nude, but far more composed, her thighs pressed together one atop the other, her ample breasts marked red here and there by passionate kisses. She reclined elegantly at the head of the bed, golden hair draped across her neck and shoulders, green eyes half closed in an expression of cat like satiety as she watched the warrior recover.
“Mmmnnn…”
Ayla reached out and drew her fingernails gently over the rise of Kira’s breasts. “Hmm?”