The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- EXTRA VIII.

MY SUCCULENT PREY BEOF She remained still, still on her knees, and seeing her submit to my control, her eyes filled with obedience and desire, had my balls ready to explode.

My thumb circled her chin, and I swallowed hard as I fixated on those voluptuous red lips.

Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion.

T could hear her heavy breathing, and our hearts pounded hard against our chests.

"sshhh," I hissed, licking my lips as I touched hers.

That delicious flesh felt so good under my fingersI was dying to suck on her mouth, to nibble and kiss her deeply.

I wasnt even a guy who cared much for kissing, but with her, I'd do everything.

Id devour her from head to toe...

if she let me.

Tleaned in closer, always keeping my gaze locked on hers.

There was no fear in those eyes, and damn, I loved that.

Finally, I buried my nose in her hair, still irritated that I couldnt smell her properly.

My wolf couldnt reach hers either.

Why? My lips brushed against her ear, and I dragged my tongue slowly, seductively along the shell, savoring the muffled moan she tried to suppress.

---- Her soft, full tits pressed against my muscles.

Goddess, I had never had to hold myself back this much.

I swear, if we werent in public, with just one yes from her lips, Id throw her down on this stage and fuck her like an animal.

"T want to mount you.

I like you.

I can pay whatever you ask," I whispered temptations into her ear, One hand held her chin to keep her still, while the other caressed her waist, her rounded hips.

Touching her skin felt orgasmic, even better than I had imagined.

"Mmm, you have no idea how hard youre making me.

Sshhh...

say yes, baby.

Do you want me or not? I swear Il] make you feel good.

Dont be scared of my size.

We'll do it your way.

I'll take you slowly.

For the first time in a brothel, I was actually negotiating, She didnt speak, but I could feel her arousal, and that drove me crazy.

From past experiences, I was highly sensitive to rejection and even more to deception.

This female didnt seem to be faking her desire for me...

or she was a damn good liar.

I grew bolder at her silent permission, my broad back shielding us from curious eyes.

Lowering my head, I pressed wet kisses along her fevered neck, right where her vein pulsed frantically.

My tongue slid down the delicate column of her throat to her collarbone, sucking on her skin, growling my dark desires against ---- the hollow of her neck.