The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 37

UNDRESSING THE KING VALERIA 1 barely had time to react before I was assaulted by the cold , sexy lips of the King .

My back collided with the wooden backrest , completely trapped between his mouth and the chair .

A rough hand gripped the nape of my neck , urging me to lift my head further , surrendering completely to the heated invasion of his tongue as it claimted my mouth , nearly reaching my throat .

I felt as if I were floating , my brain deprived of enough oxygen .

My jaw ached slightly , and I raised my hands , clutching his shoulders , digging my nails into his skin to keep myself grounded .

A muffled growl reverberated in my mouth .

We panted heavily , breathing each others air , a thin silver thread of saliva connecting us .

I opened my blue eyes slightly , meeting the Kings wolf gray gaze .

I could see the beast roaring within him .

The tip of his tongue grazed my trembling lower lip , giving it a soft tug before nibbling on it with his canines .

My chest heaved , my heart pounding as molten blood rushed through my veins , all the way to my soaked core , pulsing with excitement .

Come .

, and I know very well youre affected by the curse , he suddenly

his words before he lifted me effortlessly in his muscular arms , carrying me like a princess with powerful strides toward a hallway and a door at

shared showers and lockers used after training

Nervousness gripped me .

that experienced , and the claim about

I didnt deny it , continuing to play along in this increasingly complicated game

and rummaged through a larger closet , pulling out clean towels and a

roamed over me as he grabbed

claim whats mine , he said , tossing

Majesty want from me ? I asked in a

on his masculine face , and , honestly , my panties

murmured , his breath brushing against my ear , my nose grazing his

agreement , and tonight Im going to give this beedy pussy exactly what it craves until its screaming 37 UNDRESSING THE KING with

Undress your King .

youll bathe

and I

to feel , to

with the consequences later

back slightly with his hands resting behind him , his legs spread wide , waiting for me to strip off his sweat

shaped like a rod that stretched the fabric of his pants , ready to escape its prison