The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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CURIOSITY KILLED THE SHE-WOLF LYRA A beastly roar echoed above my head and hot jets spilled into my burning mouth.

I swallowed and swallowedDrakkar didnt hold back at all, giving me all his essence.

My tongue licked up every last drop, eyes closed, pleasure sky- high.

suddenly, my hair was grabbed, forcing me up.

His cock popped out of my lips with a filthy sound, and I was shoved against the rock, facing those wild, wolfish pupils.

1 didnt resistt let him grow! like an untamed animal against my neck, feeling his fangs growing, his licks desperate.

"Aahhh!" | moaned into his jet-black hair, hugging him to me while I fed him my powerful blood.

Theld back the pain from the venom that was nearly cleansed from his system, keeping that dark magic suffocating him in check.

Bent over my body, | let him drink until he was satisfied.

---- Our bodies and souls, more and more intertwined.

I closed my eyes lazily, basking in the release of a mind-blowing orgasm, but Aztoria spoke in my mind.

"Lyra, that womans been watching you two for awhile.

Shes using those stinky herbs that blend with the air." "T know.

Looks like she wants to learn how to keep humiliating herself for a man who doesnt love her.

Let her." "But shes eyeing my mans ass..." Aztoria growled, getting angry.

"Dont waste time on Nana, she only has eyes for that idiot Verak." Iwouldnt spend another second thinking about that dumb girl.

By the time Drakkar finished feeding, Nana had already left.

Lyra, did I hurt you?" I heard the uncertain question while he licked me and hugged me tenderly.

Drakkars violence, now under control.

"No, Im fine," I answered, pressing my hands to his chest, his sexy mouth inches from mine.

The intense masculine taste still pulsing on my tongue "Did I do it right with my hand?" ---- "What do you think?" I wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling flirtatiously.

"Seemed like you liked it...

you squirted a lot and made those sounds with your mouth..." "You like the sounds I make when you touch me?" "Lyra..." he growled low, our foreheads pressed together, his hard- on again poking my belly.

"Answer me, Drakkar." "| dont just like them...

they drive me insane...

I love them...

I...

1 live to hear you, to please you...

only me, Lyra..." His conflicted eyes looked at me, full of storms, his fingers traced the fullness of my lips.

He seemed torn, wanting to say things he couldn't.

Lkmew very well that, even without his wolf, he was starting to recognize me as his Thesitated, unsure if I should tell him the truth and stop tormenting him with a goodbye that would never come.

"Drakkar, actually I..." "sshhh..." I was suddenly silenced as he looked alert toward a spot.