The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- Awicked little smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. He dropped into a chair in the dark corner with a grunt. The only thing breaking the silence was our breathing-and his was getting heavier and heavier as my dress climbed up, revealing more and more of me. So, he didn't like women of my kind. My being a vampire disgusted him... Well, we were about to put that to the test. This man had no idea how much I loved playing with fire... and he was a fucking bonfire.

1 I turned my back to him and undid the torn straps that the other warrior had tugged loose. My dress slipped from my shoulders, sliding down to my waist and exposing my whole upper body. My back, nearly healed, was bare to him... and in front, my breasts were covered only by strands of brown hair. I swear I heard him let out a deep growl, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. "Sorry you have to touch a filthy vampire.

his boots. He was coming toward me, slowly. I didn't even have to turn felt his stare burning through me. I knew it. He wanted me, no matter how much

my spine, stoking the fire between us. "Monn..." I couldn't help but moan when his possessive hands gripped my waist. His whole presence was savage-he smelled like war, rebellion, and pure raw hunger. What would those hands feel like gripping my hips while he drove that thick cock into

him off guard. Oh, I knew. He was rock hard. He hissed in lust, shuddering, but didn't pull away. His fingers dug deeper into my waist, anchoring me, leaning in closer