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

book was so annoying.

placed his legs on either side of me as well. I

was getting ragged

I am not going to seduce

finally moved his head to look

and I felt trapped in

and I heard the strain

I forced those words out of my mouth and was

only made that damn smirk

did you not give me enough strength to be immune to that face,

Was he trying to invoke my

He asked, breaking the tension hanging between us like

before I could ask what he meant by that, one of his hand snaked

when

lips kissed me, as if he alone had

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

won in the end.

time he had sated my heat and I

lips’ outline while I tried not to dissolve in a heap of bones and

I wanted, needed, dreamt

back and one of his hands traveled up to reach my hair while his eyes fluttered shut,

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

mouth as his tongue won against mine in

could never get enough of him, enough of

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

was already panting