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

open book was so

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

his breathing was getting ragged by

not going to seduce

answered, and he finally moved his head to look

storm was raging in his eyes, and I felt

not?” He asked, and I heard the strain in his

forced those words out of my mouth and was quite happy with myself with the way my voice did

made that damn

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

a game to him? Was he trying to invoke my

He asked, breaking the tension hanging

what he meant by that, one of

when his lips came

out a gasp as his lips kissed me, as if he alone had the right to do that to

that, too. My body reacted faster to his touch than my mind, that was blaring warning signals to pull away.

won in

the last time he had

full lips sucked mine and his tongue traced my lips’ outline while I tried not to dissolve in a heap of bones and muscle. Callahan’s kiss was fiery, electric, and it sent

I wanted,

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

heard the sharp intake of his breath as he inhaled the scent and made a

against my mouth as his tongue won against

could never get enough of him, enough of what his touch

he caught my lower lip in between his, making me moan. His hands kept playing with my hair as

but I was already panting for breath, which