The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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'The heat coming from his body was hotter than the thermal

waters; a hard erection was pressing against her ass.

She didn't rush him. She enjoyed his struggle, his closeness, the

brush of his breath on her skin.

The dress finally loosened, and Lyra let it slide down her body,

standing naked in front of her mate's wolfish gaze.

She felt shy, yet sexy and desired. She didn't need to see his face to

know she had just lit his lust on fire.

"Lyra..." a whisper warmed her ear. "Can I...

can I take a bit of your

power?"

'The Alpha's eyes gleamed with victory, a tiny smile curling at the

corner of her lips.

"No," she said sharply, turning to him, pretending to be upset,

showing him everything he was about to miss out on for being

stubborn.

"Didn't you tell me to go find another male to take me home?"

"NO!" The roar shook the cavern walls.

Drakkar stepped forward, fighting not to look down at those two

delicious cherries swaying in front of his face.

"you can't ask another male for his seed! I don't want you doing

that thing with your mouth... to anyone else."

Lyra almost burst out laughing at his blunt, shameless words. This

man was going to drive her insane.

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She kept a strong gaze, playing hard to get under his serious,

frowning stare.

"T don't know, Drakkar... You didn't trust me.

I'm mad, and I need

to think if I still want to keep doing this with you."

And holding back from giving in to the man she was crazy about,

she turned around to take a proper bath.

Before Drakkar could say a single word in his defense, he saw her

bend down to remove her boots.

Her pink, closed pussy looked like a delicious, tempting fruit, her

round ass, toned thighs, and creamy legs on full display.

He swallowed hard, thinking he'd never seen a female so beautiful.

She could tempt any male into killing for her. She had him

completely obsessed.

He watched her sink into the hot water, moaning with those sexy

lips he was dying to feel wrapped around his cock again, sucking

him deep.

He took off his leather skirt, and his monstrous erection sprang

free-rock hard, pulsing wildly, the head flushed and aggressive.

All of Drakkar's attention was on her, thinking... thinking of how

to win back her favor.

How does a male win over a pissed-off female?

He wanted to feel her again, touch the sweetness between her

thighs, play with what was forbidden, feel her pussy dripping

around his cock, fucking her like a beast.

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Just imagining her moaning under him while he pounded her

rough and deliciously made his balls pulse with all the "creamy

essence" he had to give her.

Walking like a dangerous predator, he stepped into the pool,

closing in on his dark temptation.