The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- "Something tells me you just took advantage of me being horny," she snorted, brushing my cheek with her hand stretched back. "Hannah, no..." | started to defend myself, but the shaking of her shoulders told me she was holding back laughter. "Are you teasing me again?" | growled, nipping and tickling her until her laughter filled the cave. | laughed with her, so damn happy, and soon the playfulness took a more... perverted turn. That ass grinding back against me was lifting more than just my mood. "Get used to it, my little prince," she said seductively.

"Because you made a forever contract with a wild swamp woman, and now you'll deal with the consequences. | won't be easy on yo... Magnus, ahah!" She let out a filthy cry when | flipped her back into mating position and started grinding behind her. The knot, half-swollen, made lewd sounds that would scandalize even the most prudish. My hand clamped around her throat as | pressed my body over ---- hers, fucking her all over again Fluids splattered out with every thrust, obscene and messy, when our sexes slammed together.

"Aah..." "As long as you stay by my side, Hannah, I'll take every consequence. You and the ten babies I'll give you. Nothing and no one will take my woman away from me." My voice was beastly, lust devouring my mind, lycan instincts roaring inside me. | mounted her harder from behind, this time more intense, more intimate, more connected. Our wolves tangled inside our minds, magic vibrating around us. Snowflakes drifted down in the cave, but we burned in a passion nothing and no one could ever put out. The night was far from over. Tomorrow, I'd face the consequences.

sob NARRATOR THE SAME DAY MAGNUS HAD FOUND HANNAH... ---- Fenrir grumbled, pushing aside branches, fed up with the mosquitoes swarming the swamp. "They told me this would be fun. What a load of shit. Where the hell are the rebels?" he muttered, scanning his surroundings. Everything looked the same: murky ponds with predator eyes staring from the depths, damp air, foul smells, and an urgent need to piss he couldn't hold anymore. "Better let the little bird free before moving on," he muttered, stepping up to a tree trunk, unbuttoning his pants with no shame. to pull out his cock.

There was nobody here, not even his killjoy brother. "He's got a real talent for ruining my day," Fenrir grumbled, aiming at a poor bush about to get sprayed with something other than water. But just as he was about to release, his sharp ears caught voices nearby. A few men, and what sounded like a woman's hysterical tone. As quickly as he pulled it out, he tucked the surprise back in and crept forward, stalking the scene with stealth. Maybe his luck was finally turning. Looked like he had found the ---- enemy. His wolf's sudden voice only spiced things up "There's a female in that group.

And she smells... strange."