The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- "Move the cloth, woman, I'm drooling over here!" "Shut up, Aztoria, damn it." Even pretending to resist, Lyra's fingers explored the full sacks, the rough texture under her fingertips, then wrapped her hand around that length that barely fit in her grip. She slid the leather cover up and... "Oh my Goddess, if we dress it up, will it turn into a baby?!" Aztoria's eyes widened, imagining that delicious thing plunging inside her.

Throbbing veins made it stand erect, the head red and tempting, ready to be sucked and savored with the slippery liquid oozing from the tip. "Dramatic," Lyra replied, but even her thoughts came out raspy and full of lust. Her pussy throbbed, aching to be mounted by her male. Filled with his hot cum, trembling under Drakkar's body. But he was still recovering... and they were burning with heat. ---- "| know you're thinking the same thing | am," the wicked voice echoed in Lyra's mind.

"Poor thing, it must hurt. Look how hard it is... we're just doing him a favor..." Sweet temptations and excuses whispered in her ears as she leaned down. Her hand moved up and down, cradling the base where precum was pooling. Ssshhh... it was a delicacy. The intoxicating scent of her male's pheromones drove her wild. Her pink tongue came out and licked from the testicles upward, feeling the heat on her taste buds, the wild, spicy flavor, until she reached the thick tip. "Mmmm...

so good, baby... sshhh..." Lyra's filthy thoughts slipped out as her lips closed around him and sucked. Her hips rolled seductively on Drakkar's muscular thigh, her pussy grinding, seeking friction against her clit. As she lowered her head to take him deeper, making lewd sounds, one hand stroked him and the other slipped into her ---- neckline to fondle her breast. Drakkar and Khalum, in their dreamlike haze, felt a pleasure so strong it could make them abandon immortality itself. "Lyra...

mmnn... suck me more... my female..." 1 He shoved his cock into that hot mouth and reached down 'to tangle his fingers in her silver strands.