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 a

wrist, holding his 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

fucking sexy…” He

his lips once again as his

back and kissing him with

tongue along his neck, satisfied when

course, I am,

hand tightens on

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

Yes, Daddy…

tap that I’m

his fingers graze

wet 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 bite my tongue trying

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

lower lip as his fingers tantalise me yet refusing to

I want him. Now.

I twist my fingers

meet

looks so fucking

He murmurs, shocking

freeze, staring down at him, my

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

stuff; he kisses my lips harder

as our

are both breathing hard, and he brushes his thumb

one of your befores… I plan

me, and

so 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 on

glimmer of struggle in those eyes that are

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

as I stare at the man I know

his pouty lips a little sore and his eyes are dark

in love

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

to treat you like one… in your style.” He says, his hand squeezing my ass,

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

choke me with it and tell me I’m yours.” I growl, kissing his neck. This time

me back,

get up onto my knees, giving him even better access to his teasing. “Look

finger brushes the soaking patch at the centre of my panties, and I bite my

threading into my hair and tugs me down and then his lips claim mine in

slips under my panties and I whimper into his mouth as he brushes my soaking pussy, rubbing his

Fuck!

away and he 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 and

my arms gripping his shoulders just

it…” I breathe in pleasure as he