Chapter 174: Was Last Night's Dream Real?

Naomi, still caught in her sleepwalking haze, seemed to sense something. She looped her arms around Atreus Lyson's neck on her own and pressed her slightly cool lips to his. Atreus's reaction, however, was… complicated. Yes, they were kissing. But Naomi kissed like she was gnawing on a pork knuckle. That did nothing to slow them down. Heat crashed into heat. Their kiss deepened, hungry and reckless. And Naomi didn't like wearing clothes to bed. She had practically plastered her entire bare...