The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 312, UNBEARABLE TEMPTATIONS FENRIR "| told you she's not burning from arousal, something else is happening inside her, this isn't normal, we need to cool her down!" My wolf roared, and | went from homy to seriously worried. "Abigail, baby, don't scare me, react...!" | spoke close, but only stifling pants came from her parted lips. Her breath was so hot it almost stung my face. She moaned, writhing, and not exactly from pleasure.

"Remember that crack we found along the way, the one that felt cold?" Gale reminded me of the rocky rise we didn't get to explore Without another thought, | gripped her tight and started running that way. Carrying her in my arms like a princess. | felt Abigail needed me desperately; | couldn't let anything happen to her or I'd regret it for the rest of my life. My pupils narrowed on the surface of a small hill rising with ---- moss and tangled roots. Acold breeze was coming out from a spot in the wall, and | started feeling around with my fingers.

| maneuvered Abigail against my body while | roughly shoved the ferns aside and found the entrance plunging into total darkness. My wolf scanned the inside and heard only the sound of an underground current passing beneath the swamp bed. | went in blind, shielding her head and her delicate skin with my tough, weathered hide. | picked up a few cuts on the sharp outcrops, but after a torturous entry, the tunnel opened into a small cave. Even | sighed at the coolness underground and, best of all, a dark little pool flowed in the deeper part.

"Could it be dangerous, are there wild animals in there?" | moved closer slowly and, even with my excellent vision, | couldn't see much under the water. "I don't sense anything. Either way, let's get in first. Come on, stop wasting time." | set Abigail on the edge, on the wet stone, and she let out a long sigh; I'm guessing the cold ground eased her. ---- | took off my boots, my tunic, and the rest of my clothes, staying only in my underwear. | slipped into that small spring pool, feeling the currents of an underground spring run over my feet.

| dove a bit, searching for any beast's hole, any danger, but nothing that could threaten her. "Let's submerge her in the water, she'll like it." "Would you stop giving me orders? | get out from under Magnus's claws, and now you plan to turn bossy too." "If you weren't so impulsive, | wouldn't need to worry about your crazy stunts." Gale roars at me and | growl back, but soon both our attentions are back on Abigail and the problem in our hands right now. "If she wakes up and finds out we undressed her, she'll castrate us.

| swallowed, reaching for the laces of her corset; truth is, | was dying to rip it off with my teeth. "She cares a lot about her clothes, she won't want them soaked and besides she could catch a cold later. Undress her, it's... for her own good." ---- Gale's voice sounded predatory, and even he didn't believe the crap he was saying, but | played dumb... as usual My lustful claws hurried to reveal that white skin now flushing rosy. Sitting on top of her, straddling, | tugged the neckline down and bared those two small breasts.

Saliva pooled in my mouth and blood rushed to my cock at the sight of the delicious little strawberries of her areolas. | shook my head hard, stopping the pig act and focusing on her, who seemed to be burning with fever. But the pads of my fingers couldn't help stroking her curves, and by the time | reached her hips, my whole body was rigid and expectant. I'd fucked so many females in my life, | wasn't any saint, but | couldn't remember feeling this kind of feral hunger that Abigail stirred in my body.

My own selenic magic, which is so peculiar, tumbled playfully toward her pores, exploring her, seducing her... My wolf and | were way too curious about Abigail. Why can't Gale find her spirit animal? ---- With one last shred of self-control | finally reached the edge of her panties. | could pull them down with the dress, have her naked just for my eyes, pressed to my body while I dipped her in the pool. The idea of feeling her that close made my already hard cock tremble and bead with precum. "Shhh... a lot of heat is coming from there and a smell I'm loving. She...

definitely needs to cool her pussy." My "conscience's voice" sank its claws in again, and | hesitated for a second, torn between my desire and respecting hers. This is wrong, so wrong... but it would feel so good. Hesitating one last time, | lifted my gaze to her face to make up my mind, but I went even stiffer than the package | was packing. Abigail had opened her eyes at some point and was staring straight at me. Lying on the ground, her breasts out and me straddling her, about to get a full view of her pussy. For one of the few times in my life, | went mute, petrified...

my wolf played dead. ---- What could | do to justify this "slip" and the hard-on pitching a tent over my underwear? "Abigail... this isn't what it looks like.