Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 59

My eyes grew as big as saucers and I felt every muscle in my body tense. His face was barely inches away from mine and his breath tickled my ear.

His lips brushed my earlobe, barely, and the light caress made me gasp. His touch was doing odd things to me and I was not even in heat.

The Lycan King did not pull back instantly but stayed where he was, impossibly close to me. All I had to do was just turn my head to the left to kiss those lickable lips.

But the way he was asking me to seduce him did not sit well with me. I was not Cynthia, and I could not do cheap tricks to make him want me.

I could not lower myself to that.

So, despite my urge to lean forward and pull him into my embrace, I curled my hands into fists to stop myself from shaking.

“The drinks are messing with my brain. I know you don’t want me and I will not allow you to toy with my feelings even if you are the Lycan King.”

I said it all in one go; the words tumbling out of my mouth faster than I intended to. Callahan tensed and I saw the way his muscles corded beneath that silky fabric.

The topmost button of his shirt was open, giving me a rather delicious view of his broad, chiseled chest.

“Did you just say that you have feelings for me?”

He asked, and I blinked in confusion.

Had I said that?

“N-no, I didn’t mean it that way”

Callahan’s eyes glinted mischievously as he asked. “Then what way did you mean it?”

Ok, this was getting frustrating. My body was aching to pull him close, but the way he was teasing me as if he could read me

was so annoying.

I tried to step away, but now he placed his legs on either side of

was getting ragged by the

it. I am not going

head to look me in the

in his eyes, and I

and I heard the strain in his voice.

and was

that damn

for the love of Moon Goddess, why did you not give me enough strength to be immune to that face, that perfectly sculpted specimen of a man who was asking me

to him? Was he trying

are not or I wouldn’t be here, right?” He asked, breaking the tension hanging between us like a coiled wire.

one of his hand

in a breath when his

as his lips kissed me, as if he alone had the right to do that to me.

to say that I felt that, too. My body reacted faster

body won

touch ever since the last time he had sated my heat and I grew hungrier

tried not to dissolve in a heap of bones and muscle. Callahan’s kiss was fiery, electric, and it sent ripples of shockwaves through me, making me want

I wanted, needed, dreamt

over my back and one of his hands traveled up to reach my hair while

breath as he inhaled the scent and made

against my mouth as his tongue won against mine in no time.

never get enough of him, enough of what his touch did to me.

me moan. His hands kept playing with my hair as he pushed my head

were just kissing, but I was already panting for breath, which he seemed to have