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.

with

my mark on his neck and I tilt my head. His hair is in the way, but I can tell

hair back. I shake my head, as he lifts me bridal style and carries me

didn’t make it to

of fulfilment is fucking real.

even before you marked me. However, there truly is something

reply when I stare at the mark, curious to see the form it’s taken, but it has thrown me off. It is fucking gorgeous, trust me and I’m not saying it because it’s mine, but it’s also different…damn unique

“That mark is…”

asks, a

he places me

“You did say

trust me, and you delivered just the way I like it,” I reply with a smirk, laying back on the cushions. My pussy feels sore and achy,

to hold you forever, I’m curious to see it,” he whispers, moving

my man is fucking

mirror, and I can’t help but admire

in his thighs as he reaches the mirror and

and I know they’re his. My own emotions rise with approval, the

happiness, approval,

running

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

and he’s back in s seconds with

gets into the sheets, pulling it over us slightly and I can’t help but pout at the fact that

are you covering the mega-size

on me. Earlier when you Hulk-smashed me

shoulder, making him laugh.

were purple, but the

plummets. “Wait, is that why you

from the start I can handle you, Love,”

“Ass.”

“Yours.”

I murmur as I kiss him, before moving back and

theory…. A wild one, but then again, is there anything that isn’t bloody wild in

him turn to me with a smirk

taken, focus girl, you’re

I nod. “Ok, so what’s

as

though I love cats, and I do love animals, especially cats, but for my mark to form one… it is

of course, a cat symbolises you…” Royce says, just as a meow on the door makes us both look up.

before he goes to the door and pulls it open for Malevolent, who runs to the bed and jumps onto

“Thanks, babe,” I say.

He kisses my cheek softly

frowning at the mark, zooming in. We both stare at the picture of his mark, it’s

like an Abyssinian breed, with tall ears. It’s wearing a necklace-like band just below her neck but as

a hushed whisper. “I think the theory I have might just

staring at the Egyptian eye symbol

“That’s…”