The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- "Didnt you need my seed? Lets mate, you smell like you're in heat " He inhaled my neck deeply, hissing in pleasure.

His impure hand slid between my legs.

"You have so many layers, like a plant..." he growled, exasperated.

Ilet out a nervous giggle...

I mean, I started this, but this was going way too fast! Where were the foreplay steps? "Mmmm..." I moaned when his rough fingers pulled my panties aside, rubbing my sensitive vulva up and down, clumsy, unprepared, sinking into the wetness of my entrance.

"Aahh..."" "You're ready to fuck" he groaned, panting against my ear.

I could feel his lust rising.

His hardened cock slid between my thighs, seeking the path to thrust inside me in one swift motion.

"spread your legs more...

sshhh..." He began rubbing himself against me, the swollen tip pressing insistently against my tight entrance.

"Wait..." "Mmmm...

didnt you want my seed? Sshshh...

Ill give it to you now...

or would you rather be on all fours?" ---- His calloused hands spread my ass cheeks, his direct words heating my ear.

I felt the burning tip of his cock pushing relentlessly between my folds, ready to breach me.

However, I didnt want it like this.

To me, he was special, and I wanted him to treat me the samenot like just another woman from his tribe that he fucked against a tree.

"No, wait a moment...

I dont want it like this!" I closed my legs, nearly squeezing his shaft, and managed to escape his dominant hold.

are you regretting our deal?" He stepped back, looking frustrated and distant again.

"Are you going to choose Verak instead?" "What? No, of course not, its just...

do you always mate like this with any female who asks?" Suddenly, the ease with which he agreed gave mea pang of jealousy.

Stupid jealousy, yes, but very necessary.

"| dont," his response came without hesitation." Females are precious, they think they'll starve in the winter if they choose me as a mate." "Good for those bitches, let them stay away from my male." ---- Aztoria huffed, throwing a tantrum because I didnt let myself be mounted against the tree.

"But in your heat..." "sometimes they trade their pussy for food." Just like that, plain and simple.

Honestly, I dont know why it surprised methis place was the most backward and primitive I had ever known.

"T dont like it so rough, we could start softer..." I confessed ina low voice, slowly moving closer to him.

"How softer? I dont know any other way to give it to you." "T can teach you...

if you let me." My words came out, strangled by my growing desires.

He followed my every move with those intense eyes, as dark as the night.

T lowered myself slowly, placing my hands on his strong pectorals, caressing his sculpted muscles, inhaling the scent of his skin, drunk on honeysuckle, until I reached his abdomen.