The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- after, the dominant weight of my Duke pressed against my back.

His hard, defined muscles trapped me against the mattress, his pelvis brushing against my ass, and I could feel that stiff cock pressing against my drenched, dilated center.

Why did you blow out the candle? Can't you see I was reading?" I had the audacity, the nerve, to complain when just a second ago, I was melting under his fingers.

"Does reading entertain you more than making love to your husband?" His calloused hand, propped on an elbow, circled my throat, forcing me to stay pinned against him, his mouth whispering in my ear, his hips rolling sensually against my body.

His erect cock massaged my slick slit, sliding up and down, making obscene, wet sounds that drove me insane, battling against my need to beg him to just fuck me already.

"T dont know, maybe, I just..." "Or does it turn you on more to sneak into my room at night and ride me when you think I'm asleep? Mmm...

For the second round, I can pretend again, darling, and you can fuck me just as good as that night...

shhh..." I froze when I heard him.

He wouldnt stop provoking me.

My mind short-circuitedhow...

how did he know?! There was no way he was awake that day! That magical fuck was bullshit! Iwas about to open my mouth to defend myself, but all I could do was scream like a whore when I felt that thick, veined cock slam into me from behind.

Aaahhh!..." "Shhhh...

My memories didn't do justice to this hot pussy...

Mmm...

mmm.

---- ..

gggrr" he thrust forward, impaling me vigorously.

My folds yielded, stretching to accommodate his size, my pussy eager to swallow him whole.

My throat vibrated against his hand, still dominating me by the neck, while Elliot moved like an animal in heat over my body, driving his burning cock in and out to the hilt.

In the dim light, the fire from the fireplace cast his silhouette, moving above mine, sweating profusely, flexing with every thrust, groaning hoarsely against my hair.

His obsessive mouth always sought my nape, licking and nibbling, sucking and worshiping me.

Icouldnt form a coherent thought, only keep my legs spread for his assault, my fists clenched against the damp sheets, breathless moans spilling from my lips that wouldnt stop screaming, begging for more and more...

His hands slid down the front of my torso, seizing my aching breasts, kneading them with lust, playing with my nipples between his fingers.

So many overwhelming sensations dragged me down the path of no return.

"Shhhh, I love these huge tits, you drive me insane, woman...

mmmm...

Next time, I want to cum between them...

I want to suck them real good, just like I did with your pussy..." "Aaahh, Elliot...

Elliot, touch me harder, I want you fast...

aahh..."" "Yes, yes, fuck, call my name, call me, my Duchess...

ggrrr...

my woman...

my mate...''his voice grew rougher, stranger, as his hips pounded into me, his cock hitting that spot that drove me wild.

---- Elliot seemed more beast than man, and instead of scaring me, it was turning me on like never before.