The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- who fought to consume her from the inside. She needed a strong male, preferably from the Winter Clan, to help her, but she wasn't attracted to any of them. And I had only been able to develop the cold magic I inherited from my father, but my wolf showed no sign of life. "I'm going to make a small cut and suck the venom," I finally murmured, pulling out the dagger and leaning closer over that strong chest. The cave was frozen, but for some reason I started sweating; it felt like the temperature was rising as I got closer to him.

Magnus wasn't much of a talker, but his presence was imposing and his gaze too piercing to ignore. He didn't even flinch when I sank the tip into the most swollen spot to create an opening for it to drain. "Wait..." his powerful hand covered my forehead, stopping me. "What is it?" I lifted my head. "Are you going to suck the venom?" he frowned and tried to sit up, but I pushed him back down by the shoulders. "Yes, I'm going to do it, it won't hurt much..." ---- "It's not about the pain...

as dangerous as taking someone else's venom1..." Out of nowhere, he started scolding me with that bossy, rough voice. My ears went on vacation, and my eyes only stared at those sexy, masculine lips moving. My horny imagination pictured them on a certain intimate part of my body. Would his wolf's tongue be as long and flexible

escaping. "And I... I am listening..." "No, you're not..." he leaned closer, way too close! ---- He lowered his