The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- He had shifted back into his warrior form.

I sat up, straddling his hips, taking in my mate...

my mate.

Astrange sensation settled over me as I stretched out a hand, brushing my fingers over his rough yet devastatingly handsome face.

That wild beauty he possessed...

His shoulder-length black hair, a short dark beard, skin kissed by the sun A rustic earring hung from one ear, made from what looked like polished bone.

I gently wiped the blood staining his sharp lips, grimacing at the scent.

"poison," I muttered, and my wolf agreed.

I wasnt familiar with the flora of this strange place, but the stench of poison was unmistakable.

Thad experimented with too many magical herbs not to know.

My gaze drifted down his broad chest, marked by intricate aquamarine tattoos, exotic patterns swirling down his sculpted abdomen, disappearing beneath my skirt.

Lift up a little, lets see what prize the Goddess gave us.

Just a tiny peek...

---- "Aztoria, no.

Thats not appropriate..." stop being such a prude! In the end, I gave in.

Something hot pressed against my panties, making me lift up slightly.

I peeked...

my eyes going wide, swallowing hard.

Oh...

by...

the Goddess...

Aztoria murmured in shock.

T could even hear her salivating, her excitement coursing through my veins.

The bond was pulling us together, even if only Aztoria recognized it.

The rounded pink tip peeked out from its darker hood, the thick, veined shaft standing proud...

large enough to make me sweat, and not from fear.

My man.

I never thought Id find the other half of my soul in this strange place.

One hand gripped the edge of my dress, while the other stretched out with curiosity and bold intent.

I knew Aztorias desires were pushing me, but I had to admit...

that wild scent was clouding my senses.

In fact, Id swear that massive length was getting even harder ---- between my thighs.

The swollen head was slowly emerging, the veins along the shaft throbbing faster...

just like my heart.

But then, something overwhelmingly intense started pounding over my head, followed by a low growl.

I froze like a statue.

Slowly, I lifted my gaze...

my hand still right there, hovering just inches away from his massive cock.

At some point, those fierce, cold black eyes had opened...

and now they were locked on me with a deadly glare.

My erratic eyes locked onto his, and a nervous little smile slipped from my lips "Lor! Oops...

I forgot to tell you he was waking up aztoria, 'm going to kill you!