The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 113

29. The Meaning Behind It

SKYLA.

“That’s it, Love…” He groans, his hands cupping my breasts as I ride him. We’re still on the floor, the smell of sex in the air and the passion between us reaching new heights,

We’re a mess. We’ve been rolling around kissing, fucking, and making out like it’s the last fucking time – losing track of time, but never wanting this night to end.

I bend down, kissing his lips roughly. He growls, meeting my thrusts with his own rough ones before he flips us over. One of his hands brushes my hair back and he lifts my leg to his hips, ramming into me.

“Fuck!” I cry out.

He speeds up impossibly harder, the pain and pleasure of his rough thrusts sending me to fucking cloud nine and I don’t hold back the screams of pleasure as I feel my release nearing.

“You’re.” Thrust. “So.” Thrust. “Tight.” He growls, his voice laced with pleasure as he rams into me. “And you’re mine.”

Just as he says those possessive words, I come undone, and so does he, shooting his load into me. I pull back, despite my mind blanking, my entire body shudders from the earth-shattering orgasm and I push him onto his back. Crawling down, I wrap my hand around his cock and pump it, wanting to taste him.

“Sky…” he groans, trailing off when I stick my tongue out and lick the swollen tip of his huge cock. I can taste myself on him and I taste pretty good, but it’s the taste of him that drives me nuts.

“I want to taste you,” I purr, as I milk his cock for the last few ropes of his cum.

He’s sexy as hell, his godly body glistening with a layer of sweat, his chest heaving, and he’s all fucking mine. Swallowing every last drop I pull back, a small pop sounding as I release his cock from between my lips and lick them as he yanks me close and kisses my neck, breathing heavily.

I drop onto him, feeling exhausted too, my entire body covered with hickeys and marks from our lovemaking. Sweat and sex juice mixed in too, the perfect way to end the night…

“I love you,” he says, his voice serious as he strokes my sore ass from the few hard slaps he had given it earlier when he bent me over on all fours.

I bite my lip as he kneads my ass, delivering another light tap to it, making me moan against him as he caresses the skin.

“I love you too, Magic Fingers. Fuck, I should change that to magic everything,” I murmur, making him chuckle.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah… and next time I want to save some of your cum to glaze my donuts and brownies with. The perfect iced donuts. Ice, get it?”

He moves back so he can see my face better, and cocks a brow. I smirk back at him.

“One point for me. Did I shock you?” I tease.

“Yeah…”

“Well… you’re an addiction… and I love the taste of you,” I purr seductively, wrapping my hand around his cock. “Mm, I could milk this cock day and night… I wonder how many times you could come?”

“I don’t know. Although it sounds enticing, I’m also a tad scared. I can imagine you testing that,” he jokes.

I snicker, “Yeah, maybe next time you piss me off, I’ll tie you up or some shit, but I still want some of that special icing,” I say, kissing his lips.

‘Mm, only I prefer to do the tying,” he replies huskily through the link as he kisses me back.

ok with

mark on his neck and I tilt my head. His hair is

shake my head, as he lifts

it to the bedroom,” I say, kissing his

of fulfilment is fucking real.

something unique and

it has thrown me off. It is fucking gorgeous, trust

“That mark is…”

completely?” he asks, a glimmer

I begin, but he kisses my lips as he places me on the bed and I almost

chuckles. “You did say

reply with a smirk, laying back on the

as I want to hold you forever, I’m curious to see it,” he

my man is

to the mirror, and I can’t help but admire the way he walks and that

watching the muscles flex in his thighs as he

rise with approval, the Lycan within me satisfied by his reaction. It’s intense and makes

happiness, approval, and

he says, running his fingers over

say, sitting up. He’s frowning now as he

out of the room and he’s back in s seconds with his phone, taking a

the fact that he only covered me up to my thighs

covering the

need your attention on me. Earlier when you Hulk-smashed me into the

shoulder, making him laugh. “Hey,

your eyes changed… they were purple, but the pupils

plummets. “Wait, is that why you paled? I thought it was

a brow. “I told you from the start I can handle you,

“Ass.”

“Yours.”

I murmur as I kiss him, before moving

one, but then again, is there anything that isn’t

him turn to me

you’re turning me

stomach flutters and I nod. “Ok, so what’s your

begins as we both stare

even though I love cats, and I do love animals, especially cats,

of course, a cat symbolises you…” Royce says, just as a meow

bed, pulling on his boxers before he goes to the door and pulls it open for Malevolent, who runs to the

“Thanks, babe,” I say.

together.” He kisses my cheek softly before he turns back to his

frowning at the mark, zooming in. We both stare at the picture

at the centre. It looks like an Abyssinian breed, with tall ears. It’s wearing a necklace-like band just below her neck but as Royce zooms onto

“I think the theory I have might

the Egyptian eye symbol that sits in the middle

“That’s…”