The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 112. FORBIDDEN DREAM. NYX "7'm lost... no way it was this far. Did Isabella even give me the right directions?" I was talking to myself... I mean, deep in the forest, and no matter how much I flew around... not even a chicken coop, let alone a werewolf settlement. "Ugh, I'm still not at a hundred percent," I muttered as my boots touched the grass and I massaged the muscles in my shoulders and neck. 'My wings vanished with a touch of magic.

"[ think Pll rest here," I said while looking around. It was a small clearing surrounded by thick trees. I stretched out my senses and didn't feel anything dangerous nearby. The sun was sinking into the horizon, and nighttime was creeping up above me. "Grrr," my stomach growled out of nowhere. "If P'd known I was going to waste all day burning energy, I would've brought something to eat." I twisted my lips, wondering if I sucked at following directions or if Isabella just gave terrible ones.

---- I spent the last few hours of light looking for edible fruit and caught a hare-pretty easy for me. With the flames flickering across my face, I ate the roast, thinking about casting a spell and catching some sleep. And that's exactly what I did. I set a simple shield and conjured a dark blanket on the grass to keep me warm. The fire crackled beside me as my body quickly relaxed into rest Honestly, I got alittle too comfortable.

I didn't think anything big would happen out here in the middle of nowhere. But somewhere between drowsiness and sleep, I started feeling strange sensations. Someone was touching me... at first it felt like shy caresses, almost clumsy, but then they grew bolder. "Mmm," I moaned, squirming as two large hands softly squeezed my breasts. Cold licks trailed down my neck, fine lips sucking and kissing, hot breaths sweeping over my skin. Twas confused, my mind hazy, lost in some kind of dream...

I guess. "ssshh..." Larched when delicious sucks pulled at my nipples over ---- my dress. 'My hips were being groped and handled, a heavy body grinding against mine, a hard erection moving against my thigh. Aknee slid insistently between my legs and-damn Goddess-it was turning me on too much. I spread my legs, drowning in desire, flushed from the mix of heat and cold. I moaned, needy, as lustful growls echoed against my breasts, devouring my nipples like a feast, nearly ripping the fabric.

My hands wrapped around his broad back, fingers tangled in his short soft hair. He slid between my legs, lying fully on top of me. "gshh, Aidan..." I moaned his name in my sleep, unable to help it, feeling his tongue invade mine. A clumsy kiss moved over my lips, but I wasn't exactly good at kissing either, so it was weird and... kinda sweet.

But when my dress started to ride up my legs and the front straps over my tits were yanked hard, my mind tried to snap back for a second All of this felt way too... real. "Wait... mmnn, wait..." I pushed a little against his firm chest.