The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 64

SKYLA.

He kisses me back with equal hunger and passion, but even as he reciprocates, his self-control is impressive.

He throbs against me, yet despite the intense desire that I know courses through him, he’s still kissing me like I’m something he wants to worship and treasure.

Each caress of his tongue, each brush of his lips and each touch hold so much more, making my core knot in a pleasure that is so different.

He makes me weak in the knees.

His hands run down my ass and thighs as if memorising the feel of my skin.

I love how well I fit in his hands, and how his fingers feel on my skin.

Royce may be ice, but he’s hotter than the Sahara.

And when he brushes his knuckles up my legs, the temperature rises faster than you can count to three.

Fuck…

I can’t think straight. I kiss him harder, plunging my tongue into his mouth, but even when I’m being so rough and demanding, feeling horny as hell, he still holds control over me.

He meets my every move, sucking on my tongue before caressing it with his own.

My own hands roam his sexy body, my nails scraping down his firm chest and chiselled abs, wanting to leave my mark.

I’m so fucking glad he isn’t wearing a shirt, because if he was, it would be on the floor, in fucking shreds.

My core clenches as I grind against him, sucking in my stomach the moment his fingers brush my taut abs.

“Fuck…” I whisper, he doesn’t stop, his knuckles brushing up the centre of my stomach and travelling higher.

My nipples are stiff, begging to be touched, but he doesn’t, continuing his path up between my breasts ever so teasingly.

“You… are… a work of art… breath-taking and beautiful, Love.” He says, breaking away from my lips. He kisses my jaw ever so tantalisingly.

I sigh as pleasure consumes me. His hand wraps around my throat, and I bite my lip as sinful pleasure courses through me.

His touch isn’t rough, but neither is it gentle. It’s firm, but teasing, sensual, yet confident. He knows me and he’s claiming me.

A moan escapes me when his lips meet the corner of my neck. His scent is an added drug that consumes me entirely.

It’s crazy how he plays my body…

Knowing what pleases me…

Another kiss follows, and it sends a shiver of pleasure through me. I’m so turned on and we haven’t even fucked.

He hasn’t touched my breasts, nor has he touched my pussy, and yet I’m already aching for more.

he pleasures… and he’s

arm against me. My eyes flutter as he continues to kiss me sensually along my neck. His other hand slips under the back of my top, his fingers

sexy…” He murmurs, kissing my

head up, claiming his lips once

you’re hard.” I whisper, pulling back and kissing him with passion

tongue along his neck, satisfied when a low groan he

am, Love.”

hand tightens on my throat

ass, squeezing it before it slips under my

Yes, Daddy…

delivers a light tap

as his fingers graze my

for him, my pussy throbbing with a thirst that only he can quench and when his fingers brush my panties, tugging on them as they pull between my ass cheeks, I

his hard shaft through his sweatpants, and

lower lip as his fingers tantalise me yet

I want him. Now.

now.” I moan, grinding against his hard cock sensually as I twist my fingers into his locks. “I

blue eyes meet mine for

looks so fucking sexy

Love.” He murmurs, shocking

down at him, my

he kisses my neck. “I’m not a virgin, My Sexy Ice

knows this stuff; he kisses my lips harder before

an animalistic glint in his eyes as our eyes meet and he touches his

both breathing hard, and he brushes his thumb over

the difference. I don’t plan on being one of

me, and I stare

argue, fuck I want him so damn bad. I want to argue that he really doesn’t seem to want

of struggle in those eyes that are blazing

be a one-time fuck, or a casual sex relationship… I want

I stare at the man I know

hair is a sexy mess, his pouty lips a little sore and his eyes are dark with hunger, passion and so much

the first time in my life, I’m in love with someone

Royce walked into my life and took that

you like one… in your style.” He says, his hand squeezing my ass, and reaching down, I

in a breath and as much as I want to yank his

love that, I want to lick your lollipop, have you choke me with it and tell me I’m yours.” I growl, kissing his neck. This

me back, smirking

ahead…” He whispers, his fingers brushing over my ass and I get up onto my knees, giving him even better access to his teasing. “Look how wet you are for me… now I

at the centre of

up with his free hand, his hand threading into my hair and tugs me down and then his lips claim mine in a dominant kiss. One that

his mouth as he brushes my soaking pussy, rubbing his fingers between my slit before he finds my clit and runs his

Fuck!

head in my neck, sucking and nipping it whilst he continues to play with my clit. Every flick

arms, my arms gripping his shoulders just as

it…” I breathe in pleasure as