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.

just fuck, he pleasures… and he’s a

kiss me sensually along my neck. His other hand slips under the back of my

fucking sexy…” He

head up, claiming his lips once again as his cock

back and kissing him with passion along his

along his neck, satisfied when a low groan he tries to silence

I am, Love.”

hand tightens on my

the hem of my top now runs back down my ass, squeezing it before it slips under my skirt and curls around

Yes, Daddy…

light tap that

his fingers graze my thighs, tantalisingly brushing between my

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 bite my tongue trying not to cry out when all I want to

his sweatpants, and I can hear

lip as his fingers tantalise me yet refusing to touch me where

I want him. Now.

his hard cock sensually as I twist my fingers into his locks. “I want

eyes meet mine for a

he looks so fucking sexy turned on and

Love.” He murmurs, shocking

down at him, my

kisses my neck. “I’m not a virgin, My Sexy Ice Prince. Trust me, I’m ready for anything. I’ve fucked

my lips harder before he forces himself

as our eyes meet and

both breathing hard, and he brushes his thumb over my plump

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

me, and I stare at

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

I can see the struggle, the glimmer of struggle

at him, realising this wasn’t just going to be a one-time fuck, or a casual sex relationship… I

the man I know I’ve fucking fallen in

blond hair is a sexy mess, his pouty lips a little sore and his eyes are dark with

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

walked into my life and took that away… and when I knew they’re both one

Goddess, Love, and I plan to treat you like one… in your style.” He says, his hand squeezing my ass, and reaching down, I run my hand

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

it and tell me I’m yours.” I growl, kissing his neck. This time I bite him, sucking

me back,

but let’s not get ahead…” He whispers, his fingers brushing over my ass and I get up onto my knees, giving him even better access

soaking patch at the centre of my panties, and I bite my lip, pulling

my hair and tugs me down and then his lips claim mine in a dominant

soaking pussy, rubbing his

Fuck!

buries his head in my neck, sucking and nipping it whilst he continues to play with my clit. Every flick and every rub sends currents of pleasure through me

my arms gripping his shoulders just as his fingers plunge into

breathe in pleasure