The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 64

SKYLA.

He kisses me back with equal hunger and passion, but even as he reciprocates, his self-control is impressive.

He throbs against me, yet despite the intense desire that I know courses through him, he’s still kissing me like I’m something he wants to worship and treasure.

Each caress of his tongue, each brush of his lips and each touch hold so much more, making my core knot in a pleasure that is so different.


He makes me weak in the knees.

His hands run down my ass and thighs as if memorising the feel of my skin.

I love how well I fit in his hands, and how his fingers feel on my skin.

Royce may be ice, but he’s hotter than the Sahara.

And when he brushes his knuckles up my legs, the temperature rises faster than you can count to three.

Fuck…

I can’t think straight. I kiss him harder, plunging my tongue into his mouth, but even when I’m being so rough and demanding, feeling horny as hell, he still holds control over me.

He meets my every move, sucking on my tongue before caressing it with his own.

My own hands roam his sexy body, my nails scraping down his firm chest and chiselled abs, wanting to leave my mark.

I’m so fucking glad he isn’t wearing a shirt, because if he was, it would be on the floor, in fucking shreds.

My core clenches as I grind against him, sucking in my stomach the moment his fingers brush my taut abs.

“Fuck…” I whisper, he doesn’t stop, his knuckles brushing up the centre of my stomach and travelling higher.

My nipples are stiff, begging to be touched, but he doesn’t, continuing his path up between my breasts ever so teasingly.

“You… are… a work of art… breath-taking and beautiful, Love.” He says, breaking away from my lips. He kisses my jaw ever so tantalisingly.

I sigh as pleasure consumes me. His hand wraps around my throat, and I bite my lip as sinful pleasure courses through me.

His touch isn’t rough, but neither is it gentle. It’s firm, but teasing, sensual, yet confident. He knows me and he’s claiming me.

A moan escapes me when his lips meet the corner of my neck. His scent is an added drug that consumes me entirely.

It’s crazy how he plays my body…

Knowing what pleases me…

Another kiss follows, and it sends a shiver of pleasure through me. I’m so turned on and we haven’t even fucked.

has he touched my pussy, and

pleasures… and he’s a

kiss me sensually along my neck. His other hand slips

fucking sexy…” He

tug his head up, claiming his lips

kissing him

along his neck, satisfied when

course, I am, Love.” He

tightens on

now runs back down my ass, squeezing it

Yes, Daddy…

a light tap that I’m not

fingers graze my thighs, tantalisingly brushing between

when his fingers brush my panties, tugging on them as they pull between my ass cheeks, I bite my tongue trying not to cry out when

through his sweatpants, and I can hear his racing heart

lower lip as his fingers tantalise me yet refusing

I want him. Now.

I twist my fingers into his locks. “I

blazing blue eyes meet mine for a

looks so fucking sexy turned on

He murmurs, shocking

down at him,

ask, as he kisses my neck. “I’m not a virgin, My Sexy Ice

kisses my lips harder

our eyes meet and he

both breathing hard, and he brushes his thumb over my plump

being one of your befores… I plan to be more… I’m not taking you

to me, and I stare at

he really doesn’t seem to want to fuck me if he can still control himself despite me literally grinding on

see the struggle, the glimmer of struggle in those

a one-time fuck, or a casual

is thundering as I stare at the man I know I’ve fucking fallen in

pouty lips a little sore and his eyes are

my life, I’m in

thought I loved Reign… but then Royce walked into my life and took that

Goddess, Love, and I plan to treat you like one… in your style.” He says, his hand squeezing my ass, and reaching down, I run my hand

want to yank his pants down, I have to settle for feeling him up through his

it and tell me I’m yours.” I growl, kissing his neck. This time I bite him, sucking

tugs me

my ass and I get up onto my knees, giving him even better access to his teasing. “Look how wet you are for me… now I can’t really leave you

finger brushes the soaking patch at the centre of my panties,

up with his free hand, his hand threading into my hair and tugs me down and then his lips claim mine in a dominant kiss. One that

into his mouth as he brushes my soaking pussy, rubbing his fingers between my slit before he finds my clit and

Fuck!

and he buries his head in my neck, sucking and nipping it whilst he continues to play with my

arms, my arms gripping his

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