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

legs on either side of

was getting ragged by

not

his head to look me in the eye.

was raging in his eyes, and I

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

forced those words out of my mouth and was quite

damn smirk return

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

he

not or I wouldn’t be here, right?” He asked, breaking the tension hanging between

could ask what he meant by that, one of his

when his lips came down

let out a gasp as his lips kissed me,

would not be wrong to say that I felt that, too. My body reacted faster to his touch than my mind, that was blaring warning signals

body won in the end.

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

dissolve in a heap of bones and muscle. Callahan’s kiss was fiery, electric, and it

wanted, needed, dreamt of

hands were roaming over my back and one of his hands traveled up

as he inhaled the scent and made a

as his tongue won against mine in

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 closer and

panting for breath,