The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 5

5. A Father’s Demands

ROYCE.

I left. I don’t know, that just was not a conversation that I wanted to embarrass her with, by overhearing. Whatever was going on between her and her father was her business… but it did feel like I was stood up twice.

The passing streetlights soon become sparse as I drive my Bentley up the winding hill towards home. I can’t get either woman out of my head. Lil Lucifer, as I like to call her, didn’t even send another message since her surprising last text that read; ‘I didn’t really want to meet anyway.’

My replies to her were ignored, although she came online several times after I sent those. Maybe she got cold feet, but she should have given me an explanation or voiced her concerns rather than just cancelling on me without even a heads up.

Then there was Little Miss Green Eyes, sexy and sinful all at once, and now I kind of wish I had just fucked her first and played later. By the time I get out of my car and toss my keys to the valet, I’m even more aggravated than before.

I take the marble steps two at a time that lead to the massive mansion entrance and before I even reach the double doors that lead into the mansion, our butler Charles opens the door.

“Good evening, Master Royce.” He says politely, bowing his head.

“Evening Charles.” I reply not in the mood for conversation. I head across the huge foyer, walking past the fountain and taking one of the two flights of stairs.

Reaching my bedroom, I toss my jacket onto the couch, only for someone to reach out and catch it before it hits the sofa.

“What do you want, Aleric?” I ask, shutting the door behind me and heading across the huge room and through to the bathroom. I leave the door open as I wash my hands and face. Staring at my reflection as I try to calm the festering anger that is bubbling beneath the surface.

“This jacket smells of a rather delicious woman and sex…” He states lightly as I grab a towel and step out of the bathroom.

“And?”

He smirks as he sits there, leaning back against the sofa, his right ankle resting on his left knee.

“If you need to engage in meaningless sex, at least be discreet about it. We have a reputation, Royce.”

and staring at the last messages

the real little Lucifer. I’m intrigued to see the you that

you tonight.

her next

I didn’t really want to meet,

cancelling? Or shall I assume you text me

Talk to me,

Not one fucking reply.

phone, I toss it onto the sofa next to Aleric. He glances at it but says nothing. “Well, father wants to see us first thing in the morning. In fact, he was waiting for

as I

the bathroom again. Closing the door

the cold water douse me. Lil Lucifer… from her sexy snippets she sends

my dick, imagining it’s her… imagining her hand or better her lips around my cock… I began stroking it hard and fast, pleasure rushing through me. Her screams of pleasure as she lost control fill my mind as I replay the moment, the way she

feeling the pressure building. I imagine fucking her, picturing that rose vine tattoo running up her waist and down her arm… the

Fuck!

the shower, I place a hand on the

—–

couldn’t stop thinking of

Perfect isn’t it?

she’s the one who cancelled on me. I now make my way to Dad’s office, not in the

blond hair pulled into a ponytail, which reminds me of

made it.” Dad says from behind his enormous desk. His pale blue eyes are

glancing at the clock

is anything but pleasant. He may be a werewolf, but he’s

home last

will not give

working on attaining the favour of the King, yet you are far too