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.

pleasures… and he’s a master

wrap my hand around his 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

sexy…” He murmurs,

claiming his lips once again as his

hard.” I whisper, pulling back and kissing him with passion along his jaw

my tongue along his neck, satisfied when

course, I am,

hand tightens on my throat

teasing the hem of my top now runs back down my ass, squeezing it before it slips

Yes, Daddy…

delivers a light tap that I’m not

graze

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 do is

his sweatpants, and I

me yet refusing to touch me where

I want him. Now.

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

blazing blue eyes meet mine

fucking sexy turned on and

He

freeze, staring down at him, my eyes blazing

not?” I ask, as he kisses my neck. “I’m not a virgin, My

my lips harder before he forces himself

his eyes as our eyes meet and he touches his

breathing hard, and he brushes his

but that is the difference. I don’t plan on being one of your befores… I plan to be more… I’m not taking

to me, and I stare at

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

I can see the struggle, the glimmer of

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

I stare at the man I know I’ve fucking fallen in

lips a little sore and his eyes are dark with hunger, passion and so

I’m in love with

life and took that away…

and I plan to treat you like one… in your style.” He says,

much as I want to yank his

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

tugs me back, smirking

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

centre of my panties, and I

chest softly before he reaches up with his free hand, his hand threading into my hair and tugs

brushes my soaking pussy, rubbing his fingers between my slit before he finds my clit and runs his hand in a

Fuck!

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

his

it…” I breathe in pleasure as he begins fucking me harder with