The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- Now I'l see if you've really been lying to me...

Mmmmegg...

I lifted my head, biting down hard on the fabric as his fingers finally touched my bare pussy, sliding my panties aside.

His wicked fingers coated themselves in my honey, pinching my clit between their pads, twisting it deliciously, tugging softly, then suddenly flicking it quickly.

Iwas melting, my gasps and moans growing louder as desire coiled tighter in my belly.

Why arent you inside me? I want you to touch me there! I screamed in my fevered mind, part of my magic slipping free uncontrollably, tangling with Silass.

---- He demanded it like I was the slave, and his teeth bit into my bare shoulder before he licked it.

I clenched my lips, embarrassed.

I wasnt Electra, but I couldnt resist.

For the love of the Goddess, lust burned me from the inside out.

T-Touch me...

Where should I touch you? Your tits? Should I suck them? Damn it, yes, I wanted that too, but priorities, priorities.

You know where...

T dont know, my lady.

He gripped my short hair, completely dominating me, his ragged breath hot against my ear.

Where do you want me to touch you? Where was my timid, harmless Silas?! D-Down...

between...

between my legs, I finally confessed, closing my eyes and swallowing hard.

My eyelids fluttered like the rest of my trembling body, my core throbbing and clenching, begging to be filled This slave is useless; I dont know how my lady prefers to be pleased.

Should I use my fingers, my mouth...

or my cock? With anything! Im about to come just from you breathing in my ear! I screamed internally in agony.

I swore the bastard was enjoying ---- putting me on edge.

Im Electra, damn it! A tough, experienced womannot some innocent virgin.

with your fingers, I finally admitted, because mentally, I wasnt prepared for the other options.

He huffed a littlewas he disappointed? Ididnt have time to analyze it.

He let go of my breasts to start hiking up my skirt.

Open your mouth for amoment, my lady, he ordered, and I did.

Soon, the hem of the skirt was between my teeth.

The cold air kissed my bare thighs, my boots only reaching just below my knees spread your legs wider, more...

His whispered commands were imperious, dripping like an aphrodisiac over my will.

His fingers traced gently, slowly, torturously up my thighs outside first, then along the inner edges.

My pussy throbbed; I needed him to touch me.

I moaned into the fabric when he reached my soaked panties, rubbing my slit through the damp cloth clinging to my sex.

Inside, Silas, inside, please.

Tarched my pelvis forward, spread my legs wider, my body screaming honestly what I craved.