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.

doesn’t just fuck, he pleasures… and he’s

eyes flutter as he continues to kiss me sensually along my neck. His

fucking sexy…” He murmurs,

up, claiming his lips once again as his

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

run my tongue along his neck, satisfied when a low groan he tries to silence escapes

am,

on my throat

my top now runs back down my ass, squeezing it before

Yes, Daddy…

tap that I’m not

graze my thighs, tantalisingly brushing between

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

his sweatpants, and I can hear his racing heart

me yet refusing

I want him. Now.

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

blazing blue eyes meet mine for a

looks so fucking sexy turned on and

He

down at him, my

“I’m not a virgin, My Sexy Ice Prince. Trust me, I’m ready

my lips harder before he

eyes as our

are both breathing hard, and he brushes his thumb

I don’t plan on being one of your befores… I plan

me, and I

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

the struggle, the glimmer of struggle in those eyes that

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

at the

hair is a sexy mess, his pouty lips a little

time in my life, I’m in love with someone and that thought…

I thought I loved Reign… but then Royce walked into my life and took that away… and when I knew they’re

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

and as much as I want to yank his pants down, I have to settle

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

tugs me back,

your freak on, 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 to his teasing. “Look how wet you are for me… now I

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

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

rubbing his fingers between my slit before

Fuck!

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

gripping his shoulders just as his fingers

pleasure as he begins fucking me harder