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

tried to step away, but now he placed his legs on

was getting ragged by the minute.

I am not going

finally moved his head to look me in the eye.

his eyes, and I

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

words out of my mouth and was

answer only made that damn smirk return

to be immune to that face, that perfectly sculpted specimen of

him? Was he trying to invoke my

right?” He asked, breaking

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

managed to suck in a breath when his

me melted. I let out a gasp as his lips kissed me, as if he alone

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

my body won in

been craving for his touch ever since the last time he had sated my heat and I grew hungrier as he

I tried not to dissolve in a heap of bones and muscle. Callahan’s kiss was fiery, electric, and it sent ripples of

what I wanted, needed, dreamt of

and one of his hands traveled

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

my mouth as his tongue won against

get enough of him, enough of

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

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