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.

fuck, he pleasures… and he’s

my hand around his wrist, holding his arm against me. My eyes flutter as he continues to kiss me sensually along

He murmurs, kissing

up, claiming his lips once again as his cock throbs against

back and kissing him with

satisfied when

am, Love.” He

tightens on

of my top now runs back down my ass, squeezing it before it slips under my skirt

Yes, Daddy…

delivers a light tap that

his fingers graze my thighs, tantalisingly

only he can quench and when his fingers brush my panties, tugging on them as they pull between my ass cheeks, I bite my tongue trying not to cry out when all I want to do is spread my

his hard shaft through his sweatpants, and I can hear his racing

my 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.

blazing blue eyes meet mine for a

fucking sexy turned on

He

down at him,

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

he kisses my lips harder

in his eyes as our eyes meet

both breathing hard, and he brushes his thumb over my

know, Doll, but that is the difference. I don’t plan on being one of your befores… I plan

get to me, and I stare at him

so damn bad. I want to argue that he really doesn’t seem to want to fuck me if he can still control

struggle, the glimmer of struggle in those

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

the man I know I’ve fucking fallen in

hair is a sexy mess, his pouty lips a little sore and his

time in my life, I’m in love

and took that away… and when I knew they’re both one and the same… That love

overthink it. You’re a Goddess, Love, and I plan to treat you like one… in your style.” He says, his hand squeezing

I want to yank his pants down, I have to settle for feeling him up through his

to lick your lollipop, have you choke me with it and tell me I’m yours.”

me

He whispers, his fingers brushing over my ass and I get up onto my knees, giving him even better

brushes the soaking patch at the centre of my panties, and

up with his free hand, his hand threading into my hair and

hand slips under my panties and I whimper into his mouth as he brushes my soaking pussy, rubbing his fingers between my slit before he finds my clit and runs his

Fuck!

whilst he continues to play with my clit. Every flick and

helplessly in his arms, my arms gripping his shoulders

Baby, that’s it…” I breathe in pleasure as