The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- But when we gathered as a family in adulthood, I never sawa sign from him, although...

now that I think about it, Laziel always showed up wherever I was alone.

1 admit his strange magic used to intimidate me, but now that Ive tasted it with an open mind, without prejudice, I can admit...

T crave more of it...

so much more..

Whats worsewhy am I even considering accepting his offer? I looked toward the bed, at the dress hed left for me, and inside the fabric, I found that bold strap system again, as lingerie.

Just picturing myself wearing it for him...

now that the King had a beautiful, cold face...

how would I feel watching him on his knees, licking my pussy like he did that first day? Something inside me trembled...

and it wasnt from rejection or fear.

seco That night I walked through the hallway with the black dress hugging every curve of my body, the strap nestled in my sex, brushing my clit and sending chills of pleasure up my spine.

I put on the mask in front of the massive doors and ran my tongue slowly across my lips, remembering the taste of that dark and delicious magic.

---- I pushed the wood, hearing the soft sounds of the rustic musicians, and as I stepped in, the entire ballroom fell silent.

My eyes locked across the room with the male sitting on the throne of steel and wood.

No veil this time, revealing his jet-black hair, those radiant eyes behind a mask carved from ebony.

We stared from a distance, sizing each other up, daring.

He wanted an answer, and Im not the cowardly type.

I grabbed the folds of my dress and started descending the stairs, watching him rise from his throne and walk toward the center of the ballroom.

Tonight, I would be Rosemarie, the Wolf Kings concubine.

Tonight, I would dare to look beneath the monsters mask and discover who he really was.